The Indifferent Ex-Husband Heartstrings in the Mall of Fate

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Sophia heard a girl’s voice griping from behind her, “What’s this Yolanda stuff all about? You’re acting like you don’t know me. My name is Marian Barlow, Marian, OK?”

Sophia didn’t know if she was just being oversensitive to the name “Yolanda’ and mistakenly thought it was about her, or if it was really just a coincidence. She couldn’t help but turn her head to sneak a peek at the girl, then at Don, both

strangers.

She shook her head with a chuckle, scolding herself for being too touchy, and then headed to the other side of the

exhibition area.

The seminar was about to kick off, and everyone had already snagged their seats early.

Sophia checked the time on her phone, there was still a while to go, so she walked into the multimedia classroom.

At the entrance, staff were collecting resumes and portfolios. Sophia had brought hers along, too, but hesitated for a moment when she thought of the “Yolanda incident from earlier.

The girl collecting resumes shot a puzzled look at the resume in her hand, then at her, “Hello?”

She said it with a meaningful glance at the resume and portfolio Sophia was holding.

Sophia hesitated, then handed it over. Thanks.”

The girl smiled, “No worries.”

Sophia returned the smile and took a seat in the back row of the classroom.

it was the “Yolanda thing messing with her head or

earlier was now seated in the front row and waved cheerfully at Don when he walked in through the front

a smile and then stepped

Brandon was searching for, were Don and Brandon old pals? Or was it just a coincidence that they both had some connection to Yolanda, but no mutual social

guesses that she couldn’t focus on the seminar and didn’t feel

from the podium and headed to the entrance, where he picked up the stack of

the back door was closed, so she had to take the long way around to the front. To her surprise, she bumped

gave an awkward smile

and recognizing her as the girl who had nearly been hit earlier, asked with a smile,

I just have something going on at home and have

“Family first, don’t let us keep

a smile as a response, not lingering on small

the portfolios. He wasn’t paying much attention to the resumes until he stumbled upon a new ancient-style design portfolio. The clever fusion of classical window patterns and garden elements with modern materials caught his attention. He pulled out that portfolio along with the resume, and the name “Sophia’ caught his eye. Her work experience section was pretty bare with no full-time gigs, but

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eyebrows in surprise,

skimmed through Sophia’s portfolio attached to her resume and then turned to the girl collecting resumes, shaking

It wasn’t that she had a super memory. It was just that Sophia’s resume was so minimalist compared to the flashy ones. around it. The resume was just a simple sheet of A4 paper, so plain it made her do a double-take at Sophia, who was a stunner with a unique presence – a rare blend of innocence and grace, bookish yet gentle and demure. She remembered her in

and somehow felt that her work

me if you need anything,” he said in a rush, taking Sophia’s

after her.

“Ms. Yearwood.”

heard Don’s voice behind her, slightly out of breath,

around, puzzled, to see Don approaching her quickly with

“What’s up?” she asked.

of her, catching his breath while patting his chest, and handed her the resume,

it, recognized it as hers,

breath, said, “Ms. Yearwood, I’m really into your design work. Would you be