The Returning Ex

The Returning Ex Chapter 1030



The Returning Ex Chapter 1030

The Returning Ex Chapter 1030


After reading the article one more time, Sophia washed up and went downstairs.


It was in the afternoon, and Old Mrs. Constance was enjoying a sunbath in front of the main building. Seeing that there was a chair beside her, Sophia took a seat and asked, “Grandma, aren’t you supposed to be taking an afternoon nap?”


Old Mrs. Constance flashed a smile at her. “I’ve gotten up from the nap. I’m old now, so I don’t need so much sleep. Normally, I only need thirty minutes of nap.” After a pause, she went on to say, “The Baileys called me and told me that Ernest Bailey’s birthday is just around the corner. Since it’s been only a short time since Dexter’s death, they are not supposed to throw a celebration party. However, they told me that they want to hold a party to lift the mood within the family.”


With a smile, she continued, “Also, they’ve invited us to go over.”


Frowning, Sophia asked, “You mean they’re holding a birthday party for Ernest?”


Old Mrs. Constance nodded. “In the past, Ernest never held any grand birthday party before. Normally, his family members would celebrate this occasion for him in private. Perhaps they want to turn over a new leaf and leave Dexter’s death behind. I believe this is going to be a grand party.”


After a sigh, she continued, “I’m too frail to attend the party. Since they want to liven up the atmosphere, I’m sure they’d want more young people to go to the party, so I probably shouldn’t go there. If John and you are free by then, you should go.”


After hesitating for a bit, Sophia gave her a noncommittal reply.


When John came back from work in the evening, Sophia mentioned this matter to him and asked whether he knew about this. John was startled because the Baileys never told him about this. It


seemed that they only called Old Mrs. Constance. With a solemn expression, he inquired, “Who exactly made the call?”


Unsure about the answer, Sophia shook her head. “I’m not sure. Grandma accepted the call.”


John nodded. “I’ll ask her about this later.”


Since the Baileys made a call to the Constance Residence, they didn’t mean to pinpoint any particular person to attend. Hence, anyone from the Constance Family could attend the party. Sophia then fell silent.


When they were about to go to bed, Sophia suddenly thought of this matter and asked John, “So who made the call to Grandma?”


John snorted. “It was Old Mr. Bailey.” This is getting interesting. Old Mr. Bailey had an argument with me over the phone some time ago, but today he called Grandma to invite us to Ernest’s birthday party. This is obviously a trap.


Turning over, Sophia gazed at him and asked, “Are we going then?”


After giving it a thought, John replied, “You’ll stay at home. If there’s something wrong with the party, I’ll have to go over.”


Since Sophia was pregnant, she could use this excuse to refuse the invitation. Upon pondering on it for a moment, Sophia replied, “Okay. I don’t really want to go to their house anyway.”


Since Sophia and Isabelle were enemies, naturally, she wasn’t on good terms with the Baileys as well. As a straightforward person, she probably would fall into an argument with them if she went over. Since this was Ernest’s birthday party, it was supposed to be a jolly occasion. Hence, Sophia decided against going to the party to spare them the embarrassment.


Before going to sleep, Sophia thought of something and asked, “Have you contacted Isabelle recently?”


With his eyes closed, John muttered, “Nope. I don’t think it’s convenient for her to contact me either.”


Sophia said, “Oh… I wonder if her dad will make her go back for her uncle’s birthday celebration.”


Opening his eyes, John thought about it for a moment and replied, “I’ve almost forgotten about this. I think her dad will make her go home, otherwise it’ll be embarrassing if she isn’t there by then.”


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