Chapter 25

Brandon didn’t say much, his eyes resting on her face: “Feeling under the weather?”

Sophia shook her head without thinking. “No, not really. It’s just not acclimating well to the new environment, plus the food here doesn’t quite hit the spot. Been swamped lately and haven’t had the chance to cook, so I haven’t been eating much. That’s why I’ve shed a few pounds

Brandon glanced out the window at the “Starlight Hotel” and then back at her. “From now on, I’ll have the hotel kitchen. send over meals daily. They serve delicious food, and the chefs are locals. You should be able to stomach that”

“No need” Sophia softly declined, “I won’t have many classes later on, I can cook for myself. Don’t trouble yourself.”

“It’s no big deal, just sending over some food.”

As he said this, he pulled out his phone, ready to make the call. Sophia stopped him: “Brandon, please don’t.”

Brandon turned to look at her

Sophia also tilted her head up to meet his gaze, quiet yet resolute. “We’re divorced.”

She rarely looked at him with such determination. Brandon remembered the last time she had that look in her eyes was after they had just made love, when she lay spent in his arms, their skin still warm from each other’s touch. It was with that same look that she had softly said to him, “Brandon, let’s get a divorce.”

Brandon slightly turned his head away, not looking at her.

Sophia noticed his jawline tense and his Adam’s apple bobbing violently, as if he was desperately trying to control something

She glanced at him curiously. In all their time together, she rarely saw this emotional side of Brandon.

and accommodating, neither sad nor happy, neither angry nor disappointed, like a puppet,

he looked back at her, his face was

a smile:

added

neutral and

and the familiar silence once again

the host and Brandon the quest. Sophia couldn’t be as comfortable as she was during their marriage, and she genuinely didn’t know how to break the silence or deal with Brandon,

rang.

the coats, scarves, and bags hanging in the entryway, then grabbed the basket from the coffee

door

watching her busily and nervously tidy up the room. As she moved towards the door, he finally

no visitors, so she carelessly left the

opening the door to find Ivan standing there, which

pause and glanced past her shoulder at Ivan, who stood at the door with an anxious

entirely focused on Sophia

you

to the hospital’ made Sophia reflexively push him: “Let’s talk

saying that, she quickly

shifted his gaze from the closed door, taking the opportunity to calm his

Sophia’s abrupt action. He looked toward the closed door of her apartment, but Sophia had already shut it

the door, making sure Brandon couldn’t hear them before she

that. Sophia said

firmly shut

“No, nothing

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