The Returning EX (Sophia and John)

John glanced at her for a moment, then he left, leaving her alone with a frozen smile on her face. He’s petty alright. Can’t even take a little hit.

Sophia went back to her place that John gave her, which she had been staying for the past few days. The design was exquisite, but it wasn’t lively. After coming back, Sophia kept all the food in the fridge, then she went back to her room.

As she lay on her bed, Sophia took out the divorce certificate. When they went to take their wedding certificate, none of them smiled, and both had a long face. Today, she smiled brightly in her divorce papers’ photo.

However, unbeknownst to anyone, she was happy when they were married, and that was only rivaled by her reluctance to be divorced. She covered her face with the divorce papers and hid her tearful self away, as if that could cover her sadness up. Just like that, she lay in her bed until the afternoon.

She then texted Zack, asking him if he was busy, and then he called her. “Did you two really get divorced?” he asked.

Sophia looked at the crimson paper. “Yeah, we did. It’s still warm to the touch, the paper. Do you need a photo?”

“No need for that.” Zack sighed. “I’ve never seen you guys fight, so why did this happen?”

smiled. “I didn’t propose this. You should ask your

was his wife and on the same level as John, Zack could gossip with her and even tease her at times. Not only was Zack not afraid of her, but

have something to say. John told me

“Sure. Tell me if you need

go on a trip, so can you pick a spot for me? And book the flight tickets as well as the hotel as soon as possible. The duration? Yeah, I don’t care about that. Right now, I have nothing but time and money. John gave me loads of money

before asking, “Anywhere

can’t be thinking

laughed. “Sure. I’ll take a look and

good mood, so she hung up after finishing her business. After spacing out for a moment, she went outside. She would have eaten if she could, but lunch filled her up

her anything. Sophia had no relatives or friends, so she had nobody to pour her heart out to. Left with no

it was better than