The Returning EX (Sophia and John)

Chapter 2008

Chapter 2008 Fuming

So, it would make sense if Gary was displeased with her. I can see why he would be mad at me, Cindy thought

anxiously. After contemplating for a while more, she gave Ian a call. She wanted to ask Ian how he had confronted

Gary. Ian might have been angry, and he might have said some nasty words to Gary.

As she waited for the call to get through, she let out a long sigh. It feels like these matters never come to an end.

An issue surfaces whenever another one is resolved. When the call got through, it wasn't Ian who picked up the call.

Instead, it was Ian's driver, who explained that Ian was in the midst of a shoot and couldn't speak on the phone.

Cindy pursed her lips. "Please tell him to return my call when he has a break," she said.

"Okay," the driver replied before ending the call. After that, Cindy gripped her phone tight and returned to her

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office. She no longer had the mood to work at this point. After hesitating for what felt like a long time, she decided

to draft a text message before sending it to Gary. The text told Gary that he didn't need to apologize to her and that

she was thankful for his help. After sending the text, Cindy felt even more uneasy as Gary didn't respond even after

a long while. Is he really mad at me? This whole thing is troubling me so much.

Both Gary and Ian didn't respond to her even until she got off work in the evening. Cindy felt like laughing at this

point. I'm starting to suspect that the two of them might have planned this all out. Maybe they agreed to text me at

the same time before disappearing completely.

In the end, Cindy had no choice but to pack up and leave. When she got home, she still felt rather frustrated. She

ended up calling Aurora—she figured that she would ask Aurora over for dinner and a chat. However, Aurora didn't

pick up her call either. Why is all of this happening today? What's up with the three of them?

Cindy threw her phone aside before she went into the kitchen and looked around for some food. She didn't feel like

eating anything in particular, so she ended up preparing instant noodles for herself. As she was slurping on her

noodles, she placed her phone on the table and scrolled through the daily gossip while waiting for either of the men

to reply to her text.

But she didn't get anything in the end. Both of them didn't respond to her at all. She was fine if Gary didn't reply

because she understood if he was angry and didn't wish to speak to her. However, she didn't know what was up

with Ian. After eating her noodles, she caved in and decided to call Ian once more.

Ian's response wasn't much different from Aurora's—both of them didn't pick up their calls. Cindy let out a proper

laugh this time. This is great. Did they all team up to ignore me? I can't believe it. Cindy gave Ian's driver another

call, and—as per her expectations—he didn't pick the call up. She clutched her phone and nodded while talking to

herself. "Fine, fine. You guys sure are good at this. I dare you guys never to contact me again."

Then, Cindy returned to her room and washed up before going to bed. She couldn't sleep well the entire night, as

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she had gone to bed angry. Fortunately, she had a dream that allowed her to release some of her frustration—she

dreamt about giving Ian a nice beating.

In her dream, she asked Ian what he had told Gary, and Ian responded in a haughty tone while telling her that he

had told Gary to f*ck off and stay away from Cindy. Cindy was furious to hear this. How could he say that? Gary was

such a great help to me. Of course he'd be mad to hear Ian say this, she thought in her dream.

After that, she asked Ian why he didn't pick up her phone call, and he replied in a firm and confident tone, "I went

on a date with Yulia."

Cindy lost it at that point. She didn't hold herself back in her dream—she beat him as if she wanted him dead.

Although the dream had managed to resolve some of her anger, Cindy was worn out by the next morning. Her

limbs felt sore, as if she had actually punched someone the night before.

When she woke up, the first thing she did was check her phone. However, her notifications looked the same as they

did yesterday. She hadn't received anything at all.