The Indifferent Ex-Husband Heartstrings in the Mall of Fate

Chapter 13

Chapter 13

Kent got the chills and didn’t dare to say another word, quickly making his exit.

Having been by Brandon’s side for years, he had never seen him with such intense emotional swings.

Brandon watched the office door close, chucked his phone on the desk, pulled over a chair to sit down, grabbed the mouse to wake up the computer, gave it a quick glance, then looked away

Work was the last thing on his mind.

He shoved the mouse aside, leaned over to power down the computer completely, shut it off, left the building, and drove straight home

He returned to the home he shared with Sophia after they got married.

It was a property he had bought for himself, where he lived solo before tying the knot and eventually turned into their cozy nest for two

Located in a residential area in the city center, the house boasted a fantastic river view and was conveniently close to

his office.

Brandon owned several properties, but this one was his favorite.

He enjoyed his solitude. Before getting hitched, living alone never bothered him; in fact, he relished the peace it brought. It wasn’t until he and Sophia got hitched and she moved in, on his suggestion, that the place began to feel

lived in

Sophia, like him, wasn’t keen on outsiders intruding on their space, so aside from the cleaning crew that came by for regular maintenance, they didn’t have a live-in maid

Sophia had a knack for design, and when she still lived there, Brandon could see her clever touches all over the place. But when she left, she reset everything back to how it was when she first arrived.

Brandon wasn’t sure whether to praise Sophia for her ability to flip things around easily, restoring the renovated place back to its original state, or to commend her foresight for knowing that things between them wouldn’t last, so she only made changes that were easily reversible

Or maybe, she just never planned on sticking around for the long haul.

His dark eyes grew colder at that thought.

Brandon swung open the liquor cabinet, glanced at the array of fine spirits, and randomly grabbed a bottle. He picked up the bottle opener, pried off the cap, which went flying, but he didn’t care. He took a swig straight from the bottle, then slammed it down on the dining table

an expressionless face, he turned his head

then, the

silent for a moment, then stood up

so long? I

barely opened when Yvonne Crawley’s grumbling came through, along with a toddler’s

gave her a look. “What brings

hands

years his junior, but they didn’t

Patricia’s biological daughter, while Brandon

their father’s good looks and

tool in the shed, simple

romantic mush

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married a few years back and had a

taking after Yvonne with those stunning good looks, but seemingly inheriting her mom’s alrheadedness, coming

and seeing him extend his hands, she happily reached out, leaning toward him.

developing, barely managing single-syllable

face. “Forget momma when you

tough but was more than happy to hand over her baby

caught a whiff of alcohol

uninterested, and took the little girl into his

on the floor, her suspicious gaze slowly returning to his face, a mix of shock and

over

clammed up, her voice shrinking. Just missed you, that’s

But in the presence

shifted his gaze to the little girl in his arms,

couldn’t resist poking his arm. “Brandon, if you like kids so much, why don’t you and

soon as the words left her mouth, she

took a stealthy look around the room, only then realizing not only was Sophia absent, but all traces of her ever living

his shirt cautiously, “What happened between

cold glance was all she got in

was just passing by, saw

with her anymore, taking the two-year-old

his chiseled profile, warming the chill

twenty years as her brother, and she never thought he liked kids that much. He had always been a loner, never

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