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The Returning EX (Sophia and John)

Chapter 699
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Matilda took a steamed bun, but she didn’t bite into it. Instead, she merely lowered her head and said, “Perhaps the

two of you don’t sense anything, but I’m a woman, so I understand women all too well. Maybe your father truly

doesn’t have any other intentions, but Yolanda has feelings for him.” At this, she chortled.

 

“You were still young back then, but when I first went and had it out with her, I went crazy and kicked up a huge

ruckus at Bloom Residence. At that time, Yolanda didn’t even say a single word, allowing me to slap her without

defending herself. I could tell that she was feeling guilty, and that was why I couldn’t keep my temper in check. It’s

because she truly has feelings for your father.”

John leaned back against his chair. “Actually, I think this is normal. Your main concern should be Dad’s headspace

since someone else coveting your spouse isn’t something you can avoid or control.”

Matilda looked at John. “You understand quite a bit.”

At this, John sighed. “I initially didn’t understand either. I just figured it out slowly in the past few days.” For instance,

when he saw Isabelle’s message earlier and listened to her voice message, he instantly had a moment of clarity

about the things he hadn’t understood in the past. When the divorce was still fresh, Sophia always mentioned

Isabelle out of the blue, obviously hinting at something, something he once felt was an overthinking on her part.

It was no different from William now. Likewise, he felt that Matilda was being petty and fretting for no reason. He

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felt that there was nothing between him and Yolanda, which was exactly the same way John thought about himself

and Isabelle. In this matter, they both felt that it was the other making something out of nothing, but they’d never

considered why Matilda and Sophia had a sense of crisis.

John couldn’t deny that he’d once found Isabelle to be the ideal spouse, but he was merely taken by her image. In

reality, he’d never felt anything for her. Only after he’d heard her words did he realize that it wasn’t Sophia who’d

overthought it but he himself had underthought it. Women were inherently sensitive, especially when it came to

those of the same

Hence, Matilda and Sophia might have long since sensed it, but as men who lacked emotional consciousness, they

were blind to it, thus making them feel insecure. He had no choice but to admit that it was his negligence; it was his

failure to take a clear stance that had Sophia clinging to the issue of Isabelle. The problem lay on him.

 

Pursing her lips, Matilda sighed. “Alright, I got it. Let’s not talk about this anymore. It just feels as though you’re

going to lecture me.”

John cracked up. The two of them then had breakfast languidly before he went to the office.

Just after he’d turned on his computer upon arriving at the office, his cell phone buzzed again. Snagging it over for

a look, he saw that Isabelle had again sent him a message. Naturally, it was an apology in which she claimed to

have been tipsy last night, thus it was the alcohol talking and asked him not to take it to heart. After a single glance,

he then deleted the message. There’s no need to reply. I’ll just pretend that I didn’t listen to it.

 

Putting his cell phone aside, he then started perusing his documents. A while later, Zack came in with documents

for him and even spoke briefly of the shadow bank, but it was just a lead he was investigating, so John merely gave

him half an ear.

The moment Zack left, Isabelle again sought him out. This time, it was no longer a message but an outright phone

call. Without any awkwardness on his part, John answered the call right away. Rather, Isabelle was the one

stammering as she asked him what he was doing and whether he was busy. Grunting, John said, “Just cut to the

chase, Miss Bailey. Is there something I’ve got to take note of regarding the project?”

“No,” Isabelle hastily blurted. Then, she lowered her voice. “No, no, I’m not calling about work. I’m calling about a

personal matter.”

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