The Returning EX (Sophia and John)

Chapter 383

A while later, Dylan looked at the time. “It’s late. I should be going back.”

John grunted. “You go ahead. I want to stay here for a bit.”

Dylan nodded at him before strolling back along the dirt path leading back. John saw him off as he walked into the

night. When he was fully engulfed by the darkness, he looked back around the clearing. Sophia probably came here

back then.

He put his hands in his pockets, holding his phone for a while before calling Zack, and it was immediately picked up.

Zack knew what he wanted to ask, thus responded quickly, “Don’t worry, boss. Focker hasn’t been up to his antics.

He won’t be up to anything for a long time.”

John grunted. “What about Roselia?”

“Oh, her? She left after the deed was done. And she looked happy. Where did you find her, boss? She’s a pro.”

John only snorted, not answering his question. “Keep an eye on Focker. If he doesn’t rile anything up in the next

couple of days, there shouldn’t be any problem.”

“Alright, boss.” He was about to ask something else, but John hung up. A moment later, John took a deep breath

and went back to the residence.

The servants had already gone to sleep when he came back to the main building. Halfway through going upstairs,

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John came back down to take a bottle of red wine. He hadn’t been able to sleep over the past couple of days, so he

needed the help of alcohol.

After coming up to the second floor, he saw Matilda standing outside his room. She was in her pajamas, her head

hanging low, looking dejected. “Why are you here, Mom?” He went up to her.

Matilda jumped to the side, shocked. “Oh, you weren’t in your room?”

John opened the door and went inside. “I went out just now. What’s the matter?”

Matilda came in, wanting to talk about what happened, but she couldn’t get it out. John opened the wine bottle with

a corkscrew and poured some into the glass on the bedside, then he looked back. “Is it because of your divorce?”

Matilda looked at him. “So you knew. John, you can’t just stand there and watch as I get divorced from your dad.

I’m your mother, so you have to help me to stop this.”

John sighed. “And how am I supposed to do that? You expect me to dissuade Grandma from doing this?”

She quickly sat beside him. “You have to stop this divorce. What if someone knows about this? A divorce is such a

humiliating matter.”

John smiled. “But everyone knew about my divorce. And you know who spread it.”

Matilda opened her mouth, but it took her a while before she said, “That’s not the same.”

“I don’t think so.” John arched his eyebrow. “If you hadn’t texted the Baileys, we wouldn’t be in this situation now. If

you had just talked to us before you did anything, Grandma wouldn’t have to do this. Mom, you only cared about

yourself, never about the family.”

Hearing this, Matilda frowned. She wanted to retort, but nothing came out.

John didn’t want to dwell on this any longer. “Don’t worry. Dad won’t date anyone else for at least a couple of years,

so you still have a chance. If you can just mellow out a little, you can still come back. But if you don’t, Dad will get a

divorce no matter what. It’s only a matter of time.”

Matilda stood up, livid. “Do you even care about me? You don’t even want to help me! How can you just stand there