The Returning Ex

Chapter 83

Sophia ate swiftly without taking into consideration her table manners.

In contrast, Isabelle, who was sitting across from her, behaved like a young lady from a noble family.

She ate elegantly as if she was at a beauty pageant.

Sophia took some time to look at Isabelle. She wondered if she ate her meals like Isabelle before this.

It was really uncomfortable for Sophia to watch.

Since Sophia ate fast, naturally, she put her chopsticks down much earlier than anyone else.

Then, she proceeded to take the napkin to wipe her mouth and hands.

She even burped before leaning back on her chair. Her entire posture was not very appropriate. “Oh, my room…”

John turned to look at Sophia.

Sophia thought for a while before swallowing back the second-half of her sentence. “Go ahead and eat first. I’ll tell you once you’ve finished your meal.”

After eating a few mouthfuls, John put his chopsticks down.

Seeing this, Isabelle stopped eating too.

Zack, who was by the side, naturally became embarrassed to continue eating.

John’s actions were slow as he wiped his mouth and hands before standing up. “Follow me.” © NôvelDrama.Org - All rights reserved.

Sophia’s room was arranged by Mrs. Constance.

Her room was far away from John’s room, and it was located at the end of the corridor with the worst lighting possible.

John frowned the moment he entered the room.

He remembered that this room was empty previously with only a few idle items inside.

There were so many tidied rooms in the house, but Mrs. Constance deliberately tidied this room again for Sophia.

It seemed like she had gone out of her way to clean the room.

John turned to look at the servant. “Please change to another room.”

The servant felt awkward as he looked at John. “Actually, Mrs. Constance has put some things in the other rooms. It’s a little inconvenient to explain it to you.”

Sophia almost laughed out loud.

Mrs. Constance was not a particularly intelligent person.

Had she not married a good husband and given birth to such a good son, she might not have survived this kind of family struggle.

The Constance Family was prosperous and Mr. Constance had four wives.

Mrs. Constance was the first wife, but compared to the second, third, and fourth wife, she was scum.

Since John held a high position in the company, no one dared to provoke them.

Otherwise, Mrs. Constance would not have the ability to dominate over others at home.

For instance, she did not even try to hide her intentions while she tried to sabotage others.

If she did not have Young Master William and John to support her, Mrs. Constance would have died under the other three wives’ hands sooner or later with that attitude of hers.

Sophia did not say a single word and leaned against the wall as she crossed her arms, waiting for John to make a decision.

Meanwhile, John felt a little helpless. “This sort of stuff is really—”

In fact, he had been in the business world for so long, so how could he not understand such flagrantly cunning moves.

He then looked at the servant and asked, “Are there no rooms left?”

The servant glanced at Sophia and stuttered. “Yes. There is a room, but Mrs. Constance said that room is for…” The servant felt a little embarrassed to say it out loud.

Mrs. Constance said that the room was prepared for Isabelle and it was located just beside John’s bedroom.

On the day when John and Sophia got divorced, she had ordered someone to clean up the room.

She said that if she wanted to invite Isabelle over to visit, she would need to prepare a room for her to stay in—in case there were some unexpected needs.

Hence, the room was over there.

John looked at the servant’s face.

Even if the servant did not continue talking, John already understood the situation.

He immediately turned around and walked to the other side of the corridor, saying, “Which room is it? Please open the door now and let Miss Gwendolyn in.”

Naturally, the servant did not dare to disobey his words and hurried over to unlock the bedroom door. “It’s this room.”

Sophia stood at the door to look inside, and could not help but sigh.

This room was meticulously well-decorated.

With just a glance, she could see that everything inside was chosen with much thought and care.

The bedsheet had sunflower prints on it.

There was a big, golden-yellow flower on the bed that looked youthful.

Beside the bed was a European-style dressing table that looked interesting.

At the foot of the bed was a bench that had the same covers as the bed. Just by looking at it, one would feel very comfortable, not to mention the wardrobe and the other items in the bedroom.

Sophia almost laughed out again.

Why did Mrs. Constance not flip the entire bedroom into a new one? That way, she could have skipped all the steps in the middle.

Looking at this room, John felt a little annoyed.

He pinched his brow bone before turning to look at Sophia. “You can stay here.”