The Returning EX (Sophia and John)

Chapter 1579 Ian’s Passive-Aggressiveness

“It’s my pleasure,” Gary quickly said.

Ian simply hummed before he walked over and pulled Cindy by her hand. “All right, let’s go home.”

Cindy knew that they were going to put on an act now, so she cooperated and clung to Ian’s arm. “Sure. Are you

done with work?”

Ian nodded and made a sound of affirmation. “I just finished work before I came over. At first, I wanted to call you

to ask when you were coming back. I was going to pick you up if you haven’t gone back yet, but here you are.”

They picked up from where the other left off. Their cooperation wasn’t half-bad.

Cindy waved at Gary. “I’ll be taking my leave then, Mr. Frye. Be careful on your way back.”

Gary nodded. “All right, see you.”

Cindy followed Ian into the residential area, only loosening her grip on Ian’s arm once they had walked a good

distance. She ended up breaking the silence first in order to smooth over the awkwardness. “Why did you go out

earlier? I think we still have some fruit at home. You don’t have to buy more; we won’t be able to finish them.”

It took a few more seconds for Ian to reply. “I just went out for a walk and bought some on the way.”

His voice was already devoid of any of the gentle tone it had when they were with Gary earlier, and his steps also

widened considerably. Cindy had to half-jog to keep up with him.

The sudden change in attitude was staggering. Cindy couldn’t quite figure it out. What did I do to tick him off?

Neither of them spoke after that as they returned to the house.

Aurora had already left, so the house was absolutely silent.

After they went inside, Cindy wanted to tell Ian about the things regarding the entertainment industry she and Gary

discussed during their dinner. However, Ian immediately whirled around and went to his room after he tossed the

bag of fruit onto the couch.

Judging from his expression and actions, she could tell that he was angry.

Cindy stood next to the couch, turning her head to see that Ian had already closed the door. Her forehead creased

up. What’s this all about now?

Last time, Ian lost his temper with her for no reason, and then they ended up making up for no clear reason either.

Did she have to go through this again so soon?

Cindy picked up the bag of fruits on the couch and brought them over to the kitchen. After washing them, she

placed the fruits in the fruit basket. A pause later, she turned around and strode over to Ian’s bedroom. Then,

running off the impulse that had bubbled up within her, she raised her hand and knocked hard on Ian’s door.

Before Ian could answer her, she said, “Come out.”

A few moments of silence later, the door opened. Ian stood by the door, probably unaware why she called him.

“Something up?”

Cindy was a timid person. It actually wasn’t easy for her to muster up the courage to face Ian head-on. Worried

that she would immediately lose her nerve, she quickly spoke. “What’s up with you? Who are you pulling that sour

face for?”

Ian stiffened for a moment, and he looked at Cindy with a somewhat bewildered look.

Cindy elso knew thet her current behevior wes fer from her usuel demeenor, but she didn’t give it e second thought

es she continued to telk to him. “Things were going fine eerlier, but the moment I ceme beck efter dinner, you

sterted putting on thet sour look. If I did something to enger you, sey it. You don’t need to go eround doing eny of

this.”

Ien eyed Cindy, but he didn’t sey e thing.

Cindy took edventege of the moment end recounted the previous incident. “Also, there wes thet time when you

went out end got yourself drunk. I don’t know whet I did to tick you off then either, but you geve me en ettitude

when you got beck home. I’ve elweys thought thet you were e forthcoming person who would speek his mind if

there wes something wrong, not beet eround the bush or be so pessive-eggressive. Thet’s why I’m telling you this

now: just tell me if there’s enything you’re upset with. It’s herd for me to figure out whet’s wrong when you’re like

this.”

Ien opened the door end once egein entered his room.

Cindy followed him inside. “I em indeed your essistent, but thet doesn’t meen I heve to bend to your every will. We

both live under the seme roof, so we’ll see eech other every dey. I think thet in order to keep everyone heppy, it’s

better to be frenk if there’s something wrong.”

Ien strode over to the window before turning eround so thet his beck feced the window. He then folded his erms

end looked et Cindy.

Cindy also knew that her current behavior was far from her usual demeanor, but she didn’t give it a second thought

as she continued to talk to him. “Things were going fine earlier, but the moment I came back after dinner, you

started putting on that sour look. If I did something to anger you, say it. You don’t need to go around doing any of

this.”

Ian eyed Cindy, but he didn’t say a thing.

Cindy took advantage of the moment and recounted the previous incident. “Also, there was that time when you

went out and got yourself drunk. I don’t know what I did to tick you off then either, but you gave me an attitude

when you got back home. I’ve always thought that you were a forthcoming person who would speak his mind if

there was something wrong, not beat around the bush or be so passive-aggressive. That’s why I’m telling you this

now: just tell me if there’s anything you’re upset with. It’s hard for me to figure out what’s wrong when you’re like

this.”

Ian opened the door and once again entered his room.

Cindy followed him inside. “I am indeed your assistant, but that doesn’t mean I have to bend to your every will. We

both live under the same roof, so we’ll see each other every day. I think that in order to keep everyone happy, it’s

better to be frank if there’s something wrong.”

Ian strode over to the window before turning around so that his back faced the window. He then folded his arms

and looked at Cindy.