The Returning Ex

Chapter 141

While eating, John asked Sophia why she suddenly bought those plants. Seemingly a touch surprised that he’d voluntarily talk at the dining table, she froze for a moment. After chortling for a while, she replied, “It was just a sudden interest. Perhaps it’s because I’m now single, so I hope to have a more fulfilling life.”

John stared at her for some time before nodding. “It’s good that you have such optimistic thinking.” He’d rest easier if she had a good life since that was tantamount to having fulfilled his promise to Old Mr. Constance.

John usually didn’t eat much for lunch, but for some reason, his appetite was just astounding today. He ate two bowls of rice and even drank a huge bowl of lotus root soup. Sophia, on the other hand, ate relatively less since she was no longer hungry after bustling around for such a long time.

John didn’t merely dust his hands off after eating. When they both had finished eating, he took the tableware into the kitchen and placed them into the dishwasher. Although the machine helped, it could still be grudgingly considered as him doing the work. Content © NôvelDrama.Org 2024.

There were a few pots of flowers in the living room, so Sophia arranged them neatly. Then, she stood in the center of the living room and looked around, seemingly very much satisfied with the current décor.

Likewise, John glanced around as well. This place is entirely different now. He inhaled deeply. “I’m going back to the office. If there’s anything…” He paused for a moment before continuing, “… give Zack a call.”

Sophia murmured an acquiescence. “Alright, got it.”

In the afternoon, Sophia didn’t remain idle but went over to that dessert shop, mainly to look at the layout of the shop and contemplate how to renovate it in the future to make it look better. The proprietor

was a lady named Robin Jaeger, and she was ecstatic to see Sophia, telling her all about the shops nearby that were doing well as though she’d found a way out. Sophia stayed in the dessert shop for the entire afternoon, only hailing a taxi home when she saw that it was rather late.

She’d already signed up for the first course at the driving school. It was fortunate that she had an acquaintance there, for everything was done without her having to worry about anything. When she arrived home, she took a look at the contents of the first course, but after so many years since she’d last studied, drowsiness plagued her as she glanced through the subject matter. Forcing herself to pay attention, she then did a rough read-through. When she next glanced at the time, she went downstairs to cook.

She liked Oriental food with rice and dishes, having never grown accustomed to eating steak, salad, and the like. Putting on an apron, she hummed and got busy in the kitchen.

When John came back, Sophia was just about to plate the dish. She stood in the kitchen with a plate in her hand, scooping the food into the plate little by little, her movements leisurely and unhurried. John stood at the entrance and stared.

In the past, this was never the Sophia I saw every time I came home. Perhaps she was truly unhappy back then. While she’d tried her best to conceal that fact, John could still read it from her expression. She used to look sullen every day, making me feel very much disturbed. He waited until she was done plating the dish before walking over. “Go and wash your hands. I’ll take the dishes out.”

Sophia startled. “When did you come back? Why didn’t I hear anything?”

“I just came back,” John murmured.

Staring at his back, Sophia blurted after a moment’s deliberation, “I heard that the Constance Family is going to collaborate with Bailey Corporation?”

I don’t even need to guess to know that it was Zack who told her. John recalled the two questions Zack asked him today. With his back to Sophia, he sighed. “Yeah, that’s the plan.” Sophia arched an eyebrow. However, she didn’t make any sarcastic remarks, merely sniggering softly.

During dinner, John didn’t speak again, much less Sophia. Sophia’s cell phone that was beside her vibrated with a buzz, signaling a message, and she replied occasionally with a faint smile playing on her lips. John looked up at her before glancing at her cell phone, only to vaguely glimpse a chat window without a clear view of the specific conversation. After taking another look, he then retracted his gaze.

At this exact moment, his cell phone vibrated as well. Fishing it out, he saw that it was a message from Isabelle. Actually, he could guess what it was about without seeing the contents. Isabelle must be aware that Elder Mr. Bailey came over today. Sure enough, when he opened the message, Isabelle spoke of the two families’ collaboration. After taking a look, he then replied, ‘I saw them today.’

A reply from Isabelle came at once. ‘I hope you won’t feel awkward because of me.’