Chapter 36


    Sophia nced toward John, who stood rooted onto his spot. She no longer continued with the rest of


    her sentence. After a while, she turned back to the singer.


    The singer hadn’t noticed John’s presence initially, and he shed a smile toward Sophia as he said,


    “Let’s go; it’s time to go back.”


    However, John walked toward them then and tugged onto Sophia’s arm as he said, “It’ste. Go back


    with me.”


    She eximed in surprise when he held onto her, “What’re you doing here?” But John wasn’t in the


    mood to exin himself, and he therefore held onto her wrist before tugging her toward the direction of


    the hotel.


    She protested and wailed as she turned around to look at the singer behind her. “My friend’s still here!


    My friend…” John’s firm grip remained on her arm as he strode forward and pulled her along, as if he


    hadn’t heard her words at all.


    The singer no longer followed them as he could tell that they knew each other. He simply waved toward


    Sophia when she turned around to nce at him. Withrge strides, John led Sophia all the way back


    to the hotel. He only let go of his grip once they were at the elevator; her wrist had a red mark around it


    by then.


    She held onto her wrist as she red at him. “What are you doing?”


    John pushed the button for the elevator before he turned around to look at her. Her eyes were red, and


    her hair rather messy; her cheeks red and flushed as she panted, probably because it was tiring for her


    to keep up with his pace.


    This look… her look… He couldn’t help but recall how Sophia looked when she was under him just a


    while ago. Noticing this, he quickly averted his gaze and stared instead at the button of the elevator.


    “It’s sote and you’re still out with a stranger; aren’t you afraid that it might be dangerous?”


    She rotated and massaged her wrist while she furrowed her brows and said, “What? I’d like to think


    that who I’m with and where I’m at is my own business.”


    He scoffed in response to this, “Do you think I’d care for you if it weren’t for the fact that I had promised


    Grandpa to take good care of you?”


    With a mocking expression on her face, she said, “Just forget it. You once promised me that we’d never


    get a divorce, but look at us now.” As much as John hated to admit it, her words were indeed true, and


    he couldn’t lose his temper for it.


    She nced at the screen in the elevator as she continued, “You’ve promised me countless things, but


    you can’t even fulfil the first and most basic ones, let alone all the ones that followedter.” She paused


    for a while, but she couldn’t stop herself from continuing.


    “You can’t control me for the rest of my life, John. You’ll have other women in the future, and I’ll have


    other men. We shouldn’t continue with this muddled rtionship between us.” The elevator door


    opened, and she stepped in.


    Inparison to her rtively-bloodshot eyes, her expression was much colder. After some thought,


    John followed her into the elevator, and then Sophia pressed the button for their floor.


    As the elevator moved upward, she said, “I’m thankful for what you’ve done, but there’s no need to do


    the same thing in the future. From now on, whatever happens is my business; we no longer have a


    rtionship with one another ever since we signed the divorce papers.”


    He gradually frowned a little before rxing his facial muscles. He then nodded and uttered, “Fine. I


    won’t meddle with your business in the future.”


    She no longer responded to him after that. Once the elevator arrived, John stepped out first. She stood


    still for a moment before exiting the elevator and stood rooted to the spot as he walked straight to his


    own room.


    She felt an ache in her chest and only went back to her room after waiting for a while. It waste, and


    she felt a little under the weather after standing in the ocean breeze earlier, so she took another shower


    before she went to bed.


    Her phone was right beside her pillow, and she used it to send a message to Zack. It simply instructed


    him to cancel the following schedules that he had arranged as she didn’t feel like seeing John for the


    uing days.


    She told him that she’d arrange her own schedules in the future. Zack didn’t reply to her message,


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