The Returning EX (Sophia and John)

Chapter 611

Logan then continued saying that even though Bryce was advanced in age, so he was unable to find another chick

after kicking Leah away, that woman couldn’t be allowed to stay in the Morgan Family. He said a lot, but John paid

him no mind, merely standing silently at the side.

On the other hand, Sophia stood by the window upstairs, gazing down at the two men below. She again touched her

stomach. I really don’t know what to do next.

Meanwhile, an attendant from Logan’s clubhouse then drove over. Surprisingly, Logan could still recognize the car,

so the moment he caught sight of it, he promptly threw himself at it. Terror-stricken, the attendant quickly slammed

the brakes. Sprawled on the hood, Logan cackled. “You’re finally here! I missed you so much!”

Seemingly at the end of his patience, John strode over and yanked him up by the collar as he threw the attendant a

look. The attendant hurriedly alighted from the car and opened the car door, upon which John threw Logan in. His

head spinning, Logan slumped onto the seat and grunted a few times before wriggling around in search of a

comfortable position. Subsequently, he conked out. John waved a dismissive hand, and the attendant then drove

away.

Thereafter, he went back to the dining room and cleaned up briefly. When he went upstairs again, the door to

Sophia’s room was already locked from the inside. He raised his hand to knock, but on second thought, he

dismissed the idea. Letting out a sigh at the door, he then called out, “Rest well. I’ll be leaving first. I’ve checked the

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doors and windows for you.” There was no response from Sophia inside.

After waiting for a while, John whirled around and went downstairs. He then drove back to Constance Residence.

The occupants there had long since gone to bed, so he returned to his own room. However, he just couldn’t sleep

as he lay on the bed while irritation swamped him. After tossing and turning for some time, he sat up and remained

silent in the darkness for a few heartbeats. All of a sudden, he got out of bed and left the room.

He went to the adjacent room that had been vacant all this time. Although no one was staying in the room, it was

still dusted and the windows opened daily for ventilation. He didn’t turn on the lights there since the moonlight

outside illuminated the room. Slipping into the bed, he lay down. He actually wanted to seek out Sophia’s smell, but

it’d long since dissipated since she’d only stayed here for a handful of days. However, it was still a small

consolation; when he lay there, he could still quiet his mind. Closing his eyes, he inhaled deeply before he slowly

drifted off to sleep.

The next day, he went to the office first before driving over to Sophia’s shop during lunch break. Robin was the only

one there, and she seemed a tad awkward upon seeing him, greeting him falteringly. Then, John peered inside. “Did

Sophia not come over today?”

Robin grunted in affirmation. “She said she’ll be away for a few days. She actually told me to close up the shop and

gave me paid time off, but I came over and opened the shop up since I figured I can manage.”

John mulled it over for a while before saying, “How about I get someone here to help you out? It’ll be tiring for you

to handle everything alone.”

Staring at him, Robin then chuckled after a long while. “It’s okay. I can handle things alone. If I truly can’t manage,

I’ll just close the shop. It’s fine.”

John didn’t insist further. Without further ado, he drove over to Sophia’s house.

Meanwhile, Robin stood at the door and looked on as he drove away. Then, something seemed to have occurred to

her, and she gave a bark of derisive laughter under her breath. He offered to have someone come over and help

me out. In the past, I would’ve definitely been deeply moved, but now… Touching her chest, she sighed before

pivoting and returning to the shop.

When John arrived at Sophia’s house, he then cottoned on to the fact she was an efficient contender. She has left

ages ago, as evidenced by the locked doors and windows, the spotless house, as well as all the everyday utensils