The Indifferent Ex-Husband Heartstrings in the Mall of Fate

Chapter 30

At the most hyped-up local bar Brandon was chilling in a corner, nursing a drink, and zoning out as he stared into his glass

Don picked the joint himself saying it was a rare chance to get Brandon out for a drink, so obviously, he couldn’t let Brandon down. But after searching high and low, and being a barfly himself who’s not into clubbing, Don was clueless about where to head Finally, he found this place online, boasting to be a hotspot for both local and international travelers.

Only when they got there did Don realize it was a hunting ground for flirts

The thumping music in the dance area was blasting his eardrums, and the flashing lights were a pain in the eyes, not to mention the wild dancing scene

Don had some regrets, but Brandon seemed unfazed.

As soon as he hit the bar, he found a comer, ordered a random bottle of booze, and started sipping away casually, not bothering to check out his surroundings. He was drinking at his own pace, as usual, taking his time, looking all classy and highbrow

Don couldn’t figure out what was going on in Brandon’s head

If you’d say he was having mantal issues, he didn’t look like the typical down-and-out divorced dude. He still had his poise, and his emotions didn’t seem all over the place

But if you’d think everything’s peachy, there was something off about Brandon, a slight deviation from the cool and collected guy Dan knew, like his mind was somewhere else.

Don couldn’t help but scoot closer to Brandon and almost had to shout over the booming music, “Brandon, spill the beans, man You and your wife hitting a rough patch?

But even without the music, Brandon wasn’t giving him the time of day, let alone now

He took a leisurely sip, looked at Don, and asked, “How long you planning to hang around here?”

“Not sure yet” Don shouted back, Depends on how the job hunting goes. We’re hoping to find some long-term stable partnerships, so might take a while.”

Then he asked, “What about you?”

Brandon replied, “We’ll see.

Don raised an eyebrow. “You too? I thought your life was all plans and schedules, knowing exactly what to do at every moment, never missing a beat”

Brandon said, “Life throws you curveballs sometimes

“Like what?”

approaching them with a drink

“Now.”

girl was about to drape her arm over his shoulder, Brandon sidestepped, and her arm landed on Don

not

Don hurried after him.

the dance floor

gals were jumping to the rhythm of

tried to push through the crowd to catch up with Brandon, but every time he got

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wait up: Don yelled,

hear or didn’t care, just kept

accidentally bumping into a girl’s shoulder. “What the hell?” came a sharp scolding, and Brandon, who was

back and when he recognized

had just seen

a puzzled look. “What Yolanda? Can’t you come on to

on the girl’s raised wrist and the bracelet,

was

lot like a friend of mine. Mind

business card, “I’m Don, the boss

connecting?

looked him over skeptically, then slowly took his card, glanced at it, and pulled out her

just turned

for the parking lot, but wandered

go back to the hotel, but

him at night,

a playful young couple walking past, then emotionlessly shifted away, looking down the

street

out the bar’s loud

wasn’t into the bar scene or wasting time walking or window-shopping, but

kill time.

who had just scolded Don, raising her phone, kept intertwining in his mind, but they never quite matched

and headed for his car parked outside the bar Before he even reached it, he pulled out his keys to unlock it, swung the door open, and hopped in. His hand on the steering wheel made a swift turn, and the black Cayenne