The Returning Ex

Chapter 124

John was outside her house, but he couldn’t get in now, for his data was deleted. He tried to call her, but she didn’t take it. A moment later, he asked Zack to contact Sophia.

Zack didn’t know what happened between them, but he carried out his orders. A moment later, he told John that Sophia wasn’t taking his calls too. However, he added, “She posted a status, but it looks weird.” Belonging © NôvelDram/a.Org.

John had unfriended her, so he didn’t know what she posted. Thus, Zack quickly sent him a snapshot showing her latest status uploaded by noon time. There were only a few words: go to hell. It was filled with hate, and obviously she wanted to drag everyone down.

John didn’t know how Sophia would handle this. If it was in the past, John would have thought she was just throwing a tantrum, but on this day, she kicked his mother and the servant. Obviously, she was rash and impulsive now. There was no point talking to her in this state, for who knew what she would do.

His grandmother said Sophia might break her promise and smear the Constance Family. If that were to happen, it would be a PR crisis. John didn’t believe that, for he knew Sophia would throw a tantrum, but not to this point. Now that he saw her status, he thought this wasn’t beyond her.

John put his phone away and rang the doorbell, but Sophia didn’t take the door, so he stopped. With how angry she was, they couldn’t hold a proper conversation if they met. He might even trigger her further, so John went back to his car, but instead of leaving, he lit a cigarette and waited there.

Sophia stayed in her room for a while and only went down after the calls and doorbell ringing had stopped. When she went up, she saw the car outside the yard, and she sneered. “Didn’t expect this day to come for you, didn’t you, John Constance?”

She walked to her kitchen and made herself some lunch, for the food she had in the Constance household was terrible. It was cold, and it upset her stomach. Now, Sophia was humming and preparing all the ingredients.

After he was done smoking, John spaced out for a while, then he saw someone moving in the living room. In other words, Sophia came down. He rolled his window down and stared at the living room. He couldn’t see anything but her silhouette moving from time to time, so he took a deep breath and went down.

He slowly went up to ring her doorbell. When Sophia had just finished cooking and setting up the table, the bell rang, but she ignored it. However, when he kept ringing after she started to eat, Sophia was surprised about his patience. A moment later, she went to open the door. “Anything?”

John looked at her, unsure what to feel, though he could still remember what happened last night vividly. That time, she was gentle and cooperative, but now, she was fierce; that was unexpected.

When John didn’t speak, Sophia took a step back. “Come in.”

John was stunned to see the interior after coming in. This used to be his house, so he knew it better than anyone else, but now, everything changed. A lot of new things were available, but a lot of the old stuff was gone. Aside from the big furniture, everything was different, including the pillow on the sofa; there was even a wind chime beside the door.

Sophia turned around. “Think about what you want to say. I’ll resume my lunch. I hope you know what you should say after I’m done.” She went to the dining room without looking at him.

It was a sumptuous meal, a celebration for her good mood on this day. Humming along with the tune she was playing, she ate slowly. It was a slow life, one enviable by everyone.