The Returning EX (John and Sophia)

Chapter 247

William nodded. “Yes, do join us for lunch. What a coincidence that you’re here, Sophia! You should

join us for lunch as well. You didn’t manage to join us the other time, so this is just the perfect timing.”

Beaming, Sophia didn’t decline but agreed right away. “Sure.”

John walked over and stared at her. “Let’s all go together, then.”

Isabelle’s gaze swept over them, but her expression remained unchanged. After putting his work away,

John then left with Sophia and the others. When they entered the elevator, John and Sophia stood far

back. Meanwhile, William and Elder Mr. Bailey stood by the doors, making small talk and bringing up

the collaboration again.

Sophia couldn’t understand a single word, so she leaned close to John and asked in a murmur, “When

did you leave this morning? I was too tired that I didn’t even notice you leave.” She was initially a tad

shy about last night’s incident since they were divorced, after all.

While they did have intercourse a few times in the past, those were all inevitable due to some external

factors. Last night, however, was the real deal because they were both sober and conscious. Thus, she

was a touch embarrassed and didn’t know how she should face him. Nôvel(D)ra/ma.Org exclusive © material.

But now that Isabelle was right beside them, she was no longer concerned about propriety. Her sole

focus was on getting under Isabelle’s skin. Although she’d lowered her voice, Isabelle could naturally

hear her when John could do so since she was standing on the other side of him.

Slightly twisting his body sideways to face her, John caught sight of the marks on her neck the moment

he looked down. Honestly speaking, he was indeed deliberate in leaving marks on her last night. As he

stared at her neck, he instantly recalled all those things he did in bed last night.

He was too sober last night, and the light was switched on, so he remembered every single detail.

Pursing his lips, he lowered his voice to whisper, “I even checked the wound on your calf this morning.

Didn’t you sense anything at all?”

Sophia smiled infatuatedly. “So, you rebandaged my wound this morning?” John hummed in assent.

When the elevator doors opened with a ding, Isabelle walked out with the people in front, her back

ramrod straight. Sophia stared at her back with a smirk, utter delight flooding her.

When they left the building and got into the car, Sophia didn’t bother asking where they were going,

dropping the act since Isabelle wasn’t in the same car as her and John. In fact, she wasn’t at all hungry,

for she’d just eaten. She was merely going with them so that a certain person wouldn’t be able to enjoy

this meal. It’d be even better if Mrs. Constance were here as well this time. After having not seen her in

a long time, I truly miss her for a bit.

The car drove for a while and went to a Michelin-starred restaurant. Sophia only opened her eyes when

the car came to a stop. When she gazed out the window, she laughed soundlessly. Today is the

auspicious day when the two families signed the contract, so it’s naturally crucial to be particular about

appearances.

Needless to say, the venue for lunch has to be a nice place. It’s just like the day John and I got

divorced. It was a huge cause for celebration, so it was also necessary to be particular. Well, we had

our parting meal here as well back then. Such fate is just incredible beyond words!

John, however, didn’t have much of a reaction. Alighting from the car, he then steered Sophia in right

away, and a server led them to a private room.

As soon as they went in, Sophia stretched, her attitude exceedingly casual. “Ah, this restaurant’s food

is quite good. John, do you still remember that we came here back then?” John nonchalantly glanced

at her, at a loss as to why she mentioned this. Sophia, however, just had to mention it out of fear that

he’d forgotten such a vital matter.

Meanwhile, the Baileys all sat down one by one, their expressions solemn.