The Returning EX (John and Sophia) novel Chapter 592

Pursing her lips, Sophia murmured in assent.

After a long time had passed, Robin then commented, “Ian will surely feel aggrieved when he learns about it.”

Sophia was startled, at a loss as to what this matter had to do with Ian.

After saying that, Robin then smacked her lips. “Anyhow, it’ll be scandalous if the two of you still live together when you’re divorced.”

Sophia heaved a sigh. “How I wish John shares the same sentiments as you do!” He isn’t bothered whether it’ll be scandalous. A headache assailed her when she recalled his unabashed behavior last night.

Meanwhile, John went back to Sophia’s house in the taxi. He’d long since taken his luggage upstairs, and he wasn’t planning to carry it back down either. He merely came back to straighten up the kitchen. While Sophia had deleted his fingerprint for the door lock to her place, he still remembered the password. Thus, the lock couldn’t possibly keep him out.

After he was done cleaning up, he then left and hailed a taxi back to Constance Residence. Old Mrs. Constance knew that he was back ages ago, so she cackled as soon as he stepped foot into the house. “You finally found your way home, huh?”

Walking over, John parked his butt on the sofa and stretched. “I arrived too late last night, so I didn’t come home immediately.”

Old Mrs. Constance was listening to music, appearing very much laid-back, but she had a retort ready. “Enough of your excuses. Did you think I’m oblivious to your thoughts?”

John nodded. “Got it. I’m now testing the boundaries bit by bit so that I’ll know how far I can go.” Sophia had changed tremendously, so he couldn’t quite figure her out. Besides, that woman always has a mercurial temper toward me. In many a thing, she might not have much of a reaction when it involves someone else, but when I’m the person in question, she goes ballistic! This is truly worrying.

John froze for a moment before agreeing to do so. “Got it. I’ll talk to him if I see him.”

He didn’t tarry long at Constance Residence. After retrieving his car, he drove to the office. Alas, he was then stuck in a traffic jam. Traffic came to a head long before he’d reached the traffic light. He couldn’t see what had happened ahead, but many people alighted from their cars and walked to the front for a look before coming back while cursing aloud. It was impossible to turn the car around and take another route at this stretch of road since there was nowhere to execute a U-turn in front. Hence, everyone had no choice but to remain in this standstill traffic.

After mulling it over, John alighted from the car and languidly made his way to where a crowd was gathered ahead. The accident didn’t occur at the intersection, for the two cars collided well before the junction. Judging from the condition of the cars, it wasn’t an accident but a battle of wills with both cars deliberately slamming into each other. At present, both car owners had alighted from their respective cars and were tearing into the other.

Walking over for a look, John cracked up. Sally Morgan! Hmm, this is a nice turn of events. It’ll take the edge off my anxiety. He didn’t recognize the person who was squabbling with Sally, but the person seemed even fiercer than her, outright calling her a sl*t.