The Returning EX (Sophia and John)

Chapter 1242

Lola used to gag when she heard those lines coming from cheesy dramas, but she never expected herself to say

the exact same line one day, so she laughed at herself. Guess I shouldn’t mock them too early. You never know

when you’ll become the very same person.

Then, Logan lay beside her, and they stared at the ceiling together. A while later, Logan said, “I didn’t sleep well last

night either.” Even though he had some alcohol, it was hard to calm down with a warm, young lady in his arms.

Lola caught the underlying message, which made her blush. “You pervert.”

Logan slowly held her hand, and their fingers interlocked. “Guess it takes one to know one,” he teased her.

This shameless b*stard! Lola flung his hand away. “Get out.”

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In response, Logan chuckled and turned around. “Tell me the truth. Have you ever wanted to, ah, have a taste of

me?”

Lola moved her hand to his waist and pinched him hard as usual, twisting the flesh between her fingers in the

process. “Why would I? You’re hard and full of fat.”

“Hey, that’s a paradox!” Logan’s eyes widened. “And I’m not hard! Well, except for a certain place. Want to have a

taste right now?”

Lola chuckled, then she dodged his hand. “Nope. I don’t want my teeth to buckle.”

When he heard that, Logan pinched her nose, then he lay back down and put one hand on her. “I get sleepy every

time I see you. I wonder why.”

Lola stuck out her tongue at him, though she could understand why he was sleepy. Earlier, she had a three-hour

nap, but not him, for he was driving. A while later, Logan drifted to sleep.

On the other hand, Lola wasn’t sleepy anymore.

She lay with him for a while before getting out of bed to tidy up her place. Halfway through tidying up, someone

rang her doorbell, much to her surprise. She seldom received guests; even her erstwhile colleagues wouldn’t visit

her home much, for everyone was busy solving cases. Who’d come this early in the morning? She went to the front

door, feeling suspicious. “Who’s there?” she asked. There was nothing but silence for a few moments. “It’s me,

Lola,” Shawn answered. Lola was shocked to hear his voice. When did he get here? And why is he looking for

me? She didn’t answer for a long while, so Shawn knocked again. “It’s me, Lola. Open the door. I want to talk to

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you.” She didn’t want to open the door, for seeing Shawn was the last thing she wanted to do. Also, Logan was in

the house.

If he woke up and saw Shawn, he might break Shawn’s legs in a fit of anger. Hence, she leaned against the door.

“You can say what you want right here.” A sigh escaped Shawn’s lips. “You don’t have to be so on guard, Lola. I

mean you no harm, so can you open the door, please?” he pleaded. Lola was still tense. “What on earth do you

want? Just say it.” Shawn knocked the door three more times. “Not if you won’t open the door.” His knock made

Lola jump, then Shawn added, “I’ll keep on knocking until you open this door.