Only then did she release him and got into the car with John.
Suddenly, John shot him an angry stare, but he merely had a nonchalant look on his face with his hands in his pockets, which made John even angrier.
When the car left the place, Sophia let out a deep, long sigh. “I don’t know why, but I feel sorry toward him.”
“Why should you be sorry? He’s doing much better than you think,” John said coldly. “Also, why did you hug him? Your husband is right there next to you, but you went and hugged another man. You really don’t take me seriously at all, do you?”
There he goes again. Sophia was exasperated. She didn’t want to get into an argument with him because he had nagged at her nonstop earlier on their way here, saying that she was only coming to meet Ian and wasn’t caring about himself.
His nonsense was piling up so much recently that she could no longer be bothered with him.