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

expressionless face, he

the doorbell

door, silent for a moment, then stood up

so long? I thought

barely opened when Yvonne Crawley’s grumbling came

gave her a look. “What brings you

but his hands reached

two years his junior, but they didn’t share the

was Patricia’s biological daughter, while Brandon was

their father’s good looks

the sharpest tool in the

romantic mush

Chapter

few years back

seemingly inheriting her mom’s alrheadedness, coming off

him extend his hands, she happily reached out, leaning

still developing, barely managing single-syllable

momma when

talked tough but was more than happy to hand over

alcohol and

at her, uninterested, and took the

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

gaze swept over her. “What

clammed up, her voice shrinking.

weren’t super close, thanks to her obtuseness, they never felt very distant. But in the presence of her brother, who was always cold

attempt at being cute and shifted his gaze to the little girl in his arms, the chill

tenderness in his eyes softening Yvonne’s heart. She couldn’t resist poking his arm. “Brandon, if you like kids so much, why don’t you

her mouth, she saw Brandon’s expression grow

then realizing not only

of his shirt cautiously,

she got in reply. “Is there a reason you’re

any business. She was just passing by, saw the lights on, and decided

taking the two-year-old to sit

room highlighted his chiseled profile, warming the chill in his

her brother, and she never thought he liked kids that much. He had always been a loner, never keen on playing

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