The Returning Ex Chapter 8


    With her luggage in tow, Sophia went to the airport early next morning. Because the flight was too


    early, Sophia kept yawning from her insufficient sleep. Not long after arriving at the airport, the


    announcer started calling the passengers for her flight toe on board.


    Zack booked a business ss seat for her. Sophia went in first, so the passenger beside her hadn’t


    arrived yet. After she put her luggage and sat down, Sophia yawned a few more times.


    More passengers came in after her, but not many. Hmm, not many passengers this time. She looked


    around her before lying down in afy position. Then she put on her eyeshade and slept.


    Because she didn’t sleep muchst night, Sophia drifted to sleep after she closed her eyes. She didn’t


    realize someone came to sit beside herter, nor did she care. It wasn’t until a stewardess came did


    she wake up. Sophia was gently nudged, then the stewardess told her, “Excuse me, miss. Do you need


    anything to drink?”


    Sophia pulled her eyeshade up and squinted. “C with ice, thank you.” After the stewardess poured


    her drink, the passenger beside her took it for her.


    She took it and had a sip before saying thank you, to which the passenger replied, “You’re wee.”


    Wait, that voice… It’s familiar. Too familiar. Sophia paused for a moment, then, ever so slowly, she


    turned around to see who the passenger was. When she saw who it was, her expression froze.


    John stared at her for a few moments before looking back at Zack. Zack was covering his face, for he


    hadn’t been able to bring himself to look at John ever since thetter noticed Sophia was in the seat


    right beside him.


    Sophia also looked at Zack, and she arched her eyebrow. Zack turned his back on both of them and


    plugged his ears with his earphones, pretending not to know anything.


    “Zack booked this ticket for me.” Sophia smacked her lips. “I didn’t know this would happen.”


    Being the aloof man, John only grunted, stopping Sophia from asking a few questions she would like


    answered. It was impossible to sleep now, so she took out her tablet to binge some dramas.


    It wasn’t like her to binge-watch dramas, though she downloaded some shallow ones to kill time.


    Unfortunately, she couldn’t keep her eyes on her tablet, for she started looking at John a few moments


    later.


    John was approving some documents in hisptop. He was wearing a pair of anti-re sses, and


    Sophia had never seen this side to him.


    She nced at him out of the corner of her eye, and she had to say that John was handsome. Well, all


    of the Constance men were decent-looking, but John was the hottest of them all. That was why she fell


    for him at first sight, for she was a shallow woman.


    Sophia knew where she stood, so she would admit that aside from his looks, she didn’t like anything


    else about him, but that soon changed, though she didn’t know what the reason was even until now.


    Before they were divorced, Sophia would always grin whenever she saw or thought of him. I never felt


    that way about any other guy, though.


    Then she quickly retracted her gaze and scolded herself, You’re divorced, so stop thinking about this.


    No matter how great he is, if he doesn’t love you, then it’s worth zilch.


    Sophia put her tablet down and wore her eyeshade again. Even if she couldn’t sleep, she didn’t want to


    see him. Not long after she leaned back against the seat with her arms crossed, she felt John


    unbuckling himself and left. She pulled her eyeshade up to nce at him. Probably went to the


    restroom. Then, she leaned back again.


    He came back a short whileter, then he nudged her elbow, but she pretended not to notice it.


    However, when her elbow was nudged again, Sophia frowned. She took her eyeshade off, only to find


    a stranger before her, though he had a smart getup.


    He smiled at Sophia. “Hello.”


    “Anything?” replied Sophia.


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    The man smiled sheepishly. “Nothing. I was bored sitting back there, and I noticed you look bored too,


    so I came to chat.”


    Sophia frowned. I looked like I was sleeping, not bored. John had returned, but when he noticed


    someone was at his seat, he didn’t make any move.


    He could see that the man was flirting with Sophia, but judging by the dumb, bbergasted look on her


    face, he knew she didn’t notice his obvious flirting. And she said she was looking for a fling in the bar?


    Not with her stupid head she isn’t.