The Returning EX (Sophia and John)

On the other end of the call, John paused a moment before he said that he got the message and ended

the call. Zack stared at his phone for a while before he cocked an eyebrow at Sophia and said, “Did

you see that? It was his intention for me to follow you along after all.”

Sophia didn’t respond to him while she simply tried to keep up with Trevor’s footsteps. Deep down, she

felt like John was simply brushing Zack off with such a response.

There was a rental car waiting for them outside that Trevor had booked earlier. Zack quickly headed for

the backseat once he saw this, while Sophia went to the passenger’s seat instead.

Trevor silently walked toward the back seat, but it was clear that the two men sitting in the back weren’t

the slightest bit interested in one another as they didn’t even exchange glances in the car.

Sophia recalled how Trevor once called her his girlfriend. However, his words didn’t seem to be too

credible as he didn’t act like he was her boyfriend at all. Despite this, he had had their journey all

planned out, and the car headed straight for West Bay.

Throughout the ride, Sophia didn’t ask where they were going but simply glanced out at the route they

were taking. Although they were out early, there were already quite a number of people by the time

they were near to the first destination. “Where’re we going first?” she asked as she stared out the

window.

Trevor quickly replied, “The Edge of the World is a really famous tourist spot. I thought of bringing you

here as you haven’t visited this area before.” He automatically ignored Zack’s presence as he spoke.

Zack pulled a long face before he brought his phone out and sent a message to John. John, on the

other hand, had just gotten out of bed and was changing his clothes. His phone was left at the side of

the bed before he picked it up to look at the text.

‘That man brought your ex-wife to see the Edge of the World,’ the text from Zack said. John

immediately deleted it with an agitated expression on his face.

He stepped out of the room and headed to the hotel’s restaurant after he was done getting ready. Right

as he stepped into the restaurant, his phone rang yet again. He glanced at the caller before ignoring

the call.

I haven’t even dealt with the issue that happened last night during the feast; how dare this person

shamelessly call me now?

He ordered his meal and was halfway through his food when a woman appeared at the entrance of the

restaurant. She was dressed for summer, wearing a long floral dress and a straw hat. He saw the

woman the minute she entered the restaurant, but he didn’t respond to her.

The woman, on the other hand, caught sight of John soon enough as the restaurant was rather empty.

She hesitated and paced around her own spot a little before she walked over with a perfect smile on

her face.

“President Constance,” she called out as she got closer to him. He pretended not to hear her as he ate

another spoonful of food.

The woman licked her lips a little before she continued, “I called you earlier, but you didn’t pick your

phone up, President Constance.” He stopped eating and cleaned his mouth with a napkin before he

leaned back and stared at the woman without speaking.

The girl no longer dared to just sit herself down on his table then. However, she continued to wear the

smile on her face as she spoke, “President Constance, I didn’t get to speak much to you at the dinner

last night before you disappeared.

President McCaw was looking everywhere for you; we even got a little worried when you didn’t pick up

our calls.”

John flashed a cold smile and directly asked, “What were you worried about? Were you afraid that I’d

committed some indecent acts after my body reacted to the drugs?”

The woman’s expression flickered, and her smile seemed to be rather artificial as she said, “What do

you mean by that, President Constance? I don’t understand what you’re saying.”

With his arms crossed in front of him, he replied, “I’m sure you’re well-aware of what I’m saying. I’ve

never enjoyed going around in circles, and I think that we should stop wasting each other’s time since

President McCaw doesn’t seem interested in working with me.”

The woman was stunned to hear what he had said. She reached an arm out and nearly grabbed onto

his arm before she stopped herself and returned to her initial stance. “I think there might be some

misunderstanding here, President Constance.

President McCaw has clear intentions of working with you, and our company has made a lot of

preparations for this partnership, really.” She was clearly flustered, and it didn’t seem like she was

faking it at all.

He glanced up at her curiously as he said, “I took that glass of alcohol myself, and I don’t think it’s

possible for you guys to have staged it so that I would coincidentally pick the spiked glass. How did

President McCaw do this?” He wore an amused expression. “I recall that you took a glass yourself, and

you even drank it right then.”

After a moment of hesitation, she nodded with an innocent look on her face as she said, “There’s

definitely nothing wrong with our alcohol; that’s why I don’t understand what you mean, President

Constance.”

With a light laugh, John gradually stood up as he had lost his appetite to continue eating. “Fine.

Whatever you say.” He began to make a move. In a bout of panic, the woman grabbed onto his arm as

she called, “President Constance! President Constance!”