The Returning Ex

Chapter 110

Sophia did not have any place in particular that she wanted to go to. She just wanted to look around for dessert shops in the area and try some of them out.

On the street that she was on, though, there were not a lot of dessert shops.

She walked for a while before seeing a milk tea shop that sold mostly drinks.

There were only a few dessert options.

She bought a glass of milk tea, drank a mouthful, and let the taste sink in her mouth.

It was just average.

She kept feeling like the shop she wanted to invest in from that day was a good idea.

After staggering around for a while, she decided to go into a department store.

There were several dessert shops inside the department store, but they all tasted average.

Sitting down on a chair, she stretched for a bit and was feeling great.

Then, she took a selfie on her phone and posted it on Facebook.

After that, she went out, took a taxi, and went back to her place.

She had bought new bedsheets and threw out the ones that John left for her.

This house was going to be hers. Except for several bigger pieces of furniture that she was keeping, she changed everything else to her liking.

She lay down and rolled on her bed once she was done changing the sheets. This is so comfortable.

She idled around like that until noon, then she went downstairs to make some food.

She bought a lot of things yesterday so she decided to cook something herself.

Cooking was not difficult for her. She used to cook all the time when she lived with her grandfather.

It was a lot more troublesome then than it was now.

First, she cooked rice. Then, she stir-fried some sautéed broccoli with garlic, made some twice-cooked pork, and even made some soup.

It was a lot of food for one person, but she did not mind.

It felt like she was really living now.

Again, she took a picture of the meal she prepared and posted it on Facebook.

Not a minute after sitting down, her phone started to ring.

It was Zack.

Surprised, she quickly answered, “What’s wrong?”

Zack clicked his tongue. “Where are you? I see you even cooked.”

She looked at the time; Zack was off work now.

After eating a spoonful of rice, she said, “I’m at home; in my own house. Why? Are you stalking me?”

He laughed. “No, how could I dare to? I saw your post on Facebook. Your food looks good.”

“Hmph. I still won’t give any to you.”

Then, she hung up.

He clutched on his phone and muttered, “This woman sure is fickle.”

John was quietly waiting for the elevator to come up, then he stepped inside.

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Since everyone else had left, it was only the two of them now.

John had a blank expression on his face like he always did.

But Zack was unable to hold back as he said, “Sophia is eating by herself now. She knows how to cook. Since we’re not too far from her place, she could’ve invited us over for a bit. This child; I will have to give her a good lesson when I see her one of these days.”

A moment later, John looked at him. “When did you two get so close?”

Zack paused. We’re close?

They were not that close—just enough to be able to speak freely to each other instead of holding back too much.

He frowned. “When I met Sophia, she was a very free spirit so we got along well.”

He met her at the Constance Residence.

At the time, Sophia was a neat and upright young girl who was nagged on by Mrs. Constance to the point where she could not even lift her head anymore.

He was not able to ignore her. When Mrs. Constance left, he went over to comfort her.

That was when she smiled. “Everything she says sounds like farts to me.”

Zack remembered those words clearly.

Perhaps because of that, his friendship with Sophia became stable.

But of course, Zack could not tell John all those things.

Mrs. Constance was his mother.

John sneered. “You were able to befriend the old Sophia?”

He sounded like he was sulking.

Zack added, “You were married to the old Sophia.”

John froze. That’s right. We were married once. We did everything as a married couple.

The affectionate things they said to each other during those late nights were all between them.

In an instant, his eyes started to lose their focus.