The Indifferent Ex-Husband Heartstrings in the Mall of Fate

Chapter 11

Sophia had just cleared security when Ivan finished up too

They headed to the boarding gate together, keeping a bit of distance one after the other, barely exchanging words along the way.

Once they reached the security hall, they each plopped down onto their own patch of empty seats.

Ivan took the spot next to Sophia, whipped out his phone the moment he sat down, looking like he was swamped with

work

Sophia didn’t peep a word, her gaze drifting from the bustling crowd in the gate area to the window outside.

Outside the sky was gradually darkening

The tarmac was ablaze with lights, planes taking off and landing, the night merging with the lights, slowly deepening the sense of parting

–

Sophia thought back to that call with Brandon – picked up and then abruptly dropped her fingertips grazing the edge. of her phone She felt nowhere near as calm as she had expected.

Brandon always had a way of getting under her skin, no matter what.

She wanted to call him back ask what was up, but then she remembered their goodbye, how he’d hugged her gently. told her to take care, and the determined stride he took as he walked away. Her fingers, which had been caressing the edge of her phone, finally relaxed and she shifted her gaze to the specks of light outside the window.

The unease in her gut wasn’t letting up. In fact, it seemed to be getting worse

She was in for a flight over ten hours long, and she was starting to worry about a mid-air body breakdown. Her hand instinctively pressed against her chest, hesitating whether she should grab some meds.

Ivan glanced up at her. “Feeling off?”

Sophia gave a slight shake of her head. “I’m fine

Her eyes caught a glimpse of a pharmacy nearby and paused for a moment.

Ivan picked up on her pause “Not feeling well?

Sophia, a tad embarrassed Yeah probably didn’t sleep well last night and didn’t eat much today. My stomach’s throwing a bit of a fit”

frowned Stomach

if on cue, a wave of nausea hit Sophia, and she couldn’t hold back a dry

and stood up. “Let’s get you some meds before we’re stuck on

Sophia nodded.

to the side, next to a food joint, its rich

a hand to block her nose and looked over at the pharmacy staff, asking for

staffer a cautious pharmacist

shook her head. “No,

long has this

“Just started this moming.”

“How long exactly?”

a bit sick when I got up, but felt better after breakfast. Then,

Chapter

her mind,

oden, the pungent seafood smell triggering another wave of nausea. Sophia turned away instinctively, gagging, while Ivan quickly patted

pale

shoulder paused, worry in

a smile at him.

and his steps slowed

ambiguously comforting, and Brandon, not too far but not too close, could easily see the tenderness

never thought he’d see the day when Sophia would lean so affectionately into another man’s arms, her

know why

man’s presence, he’d still chosen

their

Departing was her choice, and he respected that, including her choice of that

without a hint of reluctance, and walked away once

gaze inadvertently

surged behind her, but the familiar tall figure was

slightly, reigned in her gaze, and looked to the pharmacy staff.

gaze snapped

at Sophia, surprised, but still

to

the test result, her mind

bewildering than

she was just panicked and clueless, unsure of

a deathly