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The Returning EX (Sophia and John)

Chapter 494
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In a casual manner, John answered, “Don’t bother doing that because my mom never listens.”

 

Seemingly understanding why he said so, Isabelle nodded in agreement. “Yeah, Mrs. Constance can be a little

stubborn at times. I have actually talked to her about that several times, but it looks like my words all fell on deaf

ears.”

Unwilling to continue the topic, John brought up his confusion about the delivery order that Isabelle gave him the

last time. “Now that you’re here, I have a few things I’d like to ask you about the delivery order.”

Isabelle then leaned closer toward the desk in response. “Show me.” As the lady leaned closer, John caught the

scent of a jasmine aroma. Nevertheless, he didn’t like the smell, so he knitted his brows without revealing too much

facial emotion.

When Isabelle took a look at the delivery order, she chuckled and said, “Oh, the labeled location here can be a bit

of a pain in the neck. Let me show you the remark that I stated here.” She then reached for her phone and showed

John a picture. Upon taking a quick look at it, John uttered, “Just send me the picture, and I’ll take a look myself.”

Isabelle paused for a short while before she said, “Oh yeah, how come I didn’t think of that?”

Calm and indifferent, John seemed as if he didn’t notice anything unusual. Meanwhile, Isabelle quickly sent the

delivery order with her own remarks written on it to John while feeling nervous at the same time. Nonetheless, she

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had another complete copy with more information on it, which she decided to keep to herself so that she could

have more chances to talk with John. On the other hand, the copy that she had just sent John was a draft with

messy notes and labels, which she doubted John could understand.

Isabelle sighed and changed the subject. “By the way, how is Old Mr. Flintstone doing? I heard from Mrs. Constance

that he’s been in a terrible shape lately, which is why she is busy looking after him.”

 

My grandpa is indeed in terrible shape, but it’s all thanks to Mom! He’d be just fine had she not pissed him off. I

must say she never ceases to ‘impress’ me with her excuses. After brief contemplation, John replied, “He is getting

better recently, although he still needs to be looked after. My mom doesn’t trust a maid to take care of Grandpa,

which is why she is doing all the job by herself.”

Isabelle then sighed. “Well, we all get all sorts of illnesses anyway when we grow old, but I don’t think it’s a big

problem. My grandpa used to…” She stopped her speech mid-sentence and winked with a smile.

John knew what she was going to say, recalling how he pissed Old Mr. Constance off when he insisted on canceling

his engagement before the latter was sick for the next few days. At that time, John had also received the news, in

which William asked whether he’d like to pay them a visit, only to be stopped by Old Mrs. Constance, who thought

her grandson’s presence could ruin the matter given the circumstance.

 

Meanwhile, Isabelle pursed her lips in response. “I guess you’re busy now, so I shall leave you to it. Goodbye!”

However, her face still remained stiffened because excusing herself was her only way to get out of this awkward

stalemate.

John responded with an affirmative hum. “Alright, see you. I trust you could find your way out of here yourself

because I’m still a little busy here.” When Isabelle heard that, she stood up. “It’s alright, don’t worry about me. See

you around then.” She smiled and turned around, leaving John’s office. In the meantime, the man’s smile slowly

faded away and was replaced with a complicated look.

As Isabelle exited the office, she entered the elevator, instantly keeping herself together. Then, she sniggered,

finding it ironic that she had become a hypocrite herself, whom she once hated the most. Upon stepping out of the

Constance Group, she turned around and stared at the building while resentfully murmuring, “What’s wrong with

you, John? Why is your heart with someone else?”

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