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.

was the “Yolanda thing messing with her head or not, Sophia was a

who had bumped into her earlier was now seated in the front row and

with a smile and

searching for, were Don and Brandon old pals? Or was it just a coincidence that they both had some connection

didn’t feel like sticking around. Seizing the chance as the speaker changed, she slipped

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

take the long way around to the front. To her surprise,

an awkward smile as

who had nearly been hit earlier, asked with a smile, “Leaving so

replied with a smile. I just

first, don’t let us keep

as a response, not lingering on small talk, and after saying goodbye,

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 her personal achievements listed quite a

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eyebrows in surprise, not expecting

resume and then turned to the girl collecting resumes,

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 a heartbeat, which

Sophia’s retreating figure, somewhat surprised, and somehow felt

for a sec, call me if you need anything,” he said in a rush, taking Sophia’s portfolio with

after her.

“Ms. Yearwood.”

as Sophia reached the hall of the teaching building, she heard Don’s voice behind her,

Don approaching her

“What’s up?” she asked.

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

it as

into your design work. Would you be