The Returning EX (John and Sophia) novel Chapter 297

Isabelle had actually been to the Constance Residence before. At that time, her marriage with John had just been decided, so naturally she had to visit his family.

However, she had only visited a few times before John left her for Sophia.

Turning his head to glance at Isabelle, John said indifferently, “Yeah, he likes to study these things.”

However, Sophia just swept a glance at them from the corner of her eye without saying a word.

While pouring the tea, Young Master Owen shared his experience, “I actually had a similar set before. It was also an antique teapot which I liked very much, but I accidentally broke it. I felt terrible for a long time. Later, I tried to find a replacement set for a long time, but nothing could quite match up to it. But this set right here looks good to me.”

Upon hearing his story, Sophia obediently answered, “As long as you like it, Uncle Owen.”

At the same time, Isabelle told John, “I don’t know what Uncle Owen likes, so I gave him a lighter as my gift. He smokes, right?”

John nodded in agreement. “He does. A lighter is a good gift too.”

The affirmation made Isabelle retract her neck and smile shyly. “I hope he likes it.”

John then responded mildly, “He’ll like it.”

The entire conversation was heard by Sophia clearly. It was apparent that Old Mrs. Constance heard it too.

Squeezing Sophia’s hand, she looked at her hand.

Then, she smiled and commented, “Did you change the ring?”

Pinching the ring on Sophia’s finger, she turned it twice and added, “Well, I suppose the previous one does look a little too much. It must be very inconvenient to put it on daily. This new one looks simpler and more elegant.”

Hearing this, John turned and swept a glance across the ring without a word.

“Yeah,” Sophia replied and curled her lips.

As for Young Master Owen, he had finished pouring the tea for everyone. It was fortunate that there were enough teacups in the set.

Truthfully speaking, Sophia couldn’t really taste the difference.

She was not learned in such matters. Drinking tea, for her, was simply a practical attempt at quenching thirst.

Consumed by happiness, Young Master Owen kept praising how delicious the tea tasted after just a couple of sips.

Knowing what she had done, Sophia almost laughed aloud after hearing his praises.