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

face, he turned

the

the door, silent for a moment, then stood up

took you so long?

barely opened when Yvonne Crawley’s grumbling came

gave her a look.

his hands reached out for the two-year-old she

his junior, but they

was Patricia’s biological daughter, while

because they had different mothers, even though they both inherited their father’s good looks and

the sharpest tool in the

romantic mush

Chapter

a few years back and had a daughter, affectionately called

Anna was just two, taking after Yvonne with those stunning good looks, but seemingly inheriting her mom’s

adored Brandon, and seeing him extend his hands, she happily reached

developing, barely

“Forget momma when

was more than happy to hand over

of alcohol and gave Brandon a suspicious look “Brandon, have

at her, uninterested, and took the little

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

gaze swept over her.

shrinking.

to her obtuseness, they never felt very distant. But in the presence of her brother, who was always cold and aloof,

girl in his arms, the chill in his

softening Yvonne’s heart. She couldn’t resist poking his arm. “Brandon,

soon as the words left her mouth,

a stealthy look around the room, only then realizing not only

at the hem of his shirt cautiously, “What happened between

she got in reply. “Is there a

have any business. She was

her anymore, taking the two-year-old to sit on the

highlighted his chiseled profile, warming

known Brandon for over twenty years as her brother, and she never thought he liked kids that much. He had

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