The Returning EX (John and Sophia) novel Chapter 907

Sophia shut her eyes in panic as she sat in the accelerating car. Finally, when the yellow light was about to turn red, their car dashed past the intersection. Right when the car crossed the line, the lights at the intersection turned red.

The two cars chasing after them appeared tempted to run the red light. Thankfully, the traffic in the other direction at the intersection started to move at their green light and blocked off the road, forcing the two cars to stop in front of the red light.

Sophia sensed that the driver let out a sigh of relief after the ordeal, his cold sweat visible on his sideburns, which clearly showed the level of danger they had faced just now.

Sophia turned around and stared at the back, confirming that the two cars were not following them anymore. After that, she informed John that they were safe for the time being. However, he was still worried, so he ordered the driver to pull over so that they could get out of the car and hide somewhere else.

The driver scanned the surroundings and chose to pull over in front of a small grocery store on the street. Then, he asked Sophia to head out and wait at the entrance of the store. She heeded his advice and thought to herself, No matter how psychopathic those stalkers are, they likely won’t have the guts to publicly harm me at the grocery store’s entrance that’s full of people. Thus, she hurried over and hid herself well in a corner.

Soon, John arrived there, running as he called her name. Hearing that, she shuffled out from her hiding spot. He looked like he was in great shock. After all, he had been on the phone throughout the situation just now, so he knew about their brush with danger. After checking her from head to toe, he even caressed her belly. “Are you hurt?”

She shook her head. “I consider myself lucky that I’m safe.” Then, she took out her phone to show him photos she took of the two cars during the car chase. He took a quick look and noticed that the car plates were clearly legible, but they were probably fake. Anyway, he transferred the photos from her phone to his and gave her another hug. “You must have been scared. I’m sorry for arriving late. It’s all my fault.”

Indeed, Sophia was scared out of her mind; even her body was still shaking uncontrollably. Just now, in the car, she had prepared herself for the worst—that she’d die with the baby in her.