The Indifferent Ex-Husband Heartstrings in the Mall of Fate

Chapter 43

Sophia wasn’t quite used to being under such intense scrutiny. She rose from the couch and pointed towards the back

room.

“I’m gonna hit the sack for a bit,” she whispered, then glanced over at the kitchen behind her. “If you’ve got stuff to do, go ahead and dive into it. It’s cool to grab some takeout.”

Brandon just watched her without moving. “It’s all good, I’m not tied up.”

Sophia gave a polite smile. “Appreciate it.”

Brandon forced a smile too, but didn’t respond

Sophia gave a half-hearted smile as if to say hi, then tried to walk past him.

All of a sudden, Brandon reached out and snagged her forearm.

Sophia looked back at him, puzzled.

that his eyes were deep, hidden within an abyss of

one he shot her on the way back home when she mentioned Yolanda-cold and

and temperature, they both

arm, pulling her into his embrace. As she started to look up in panic, he tightened his grip around

fully processing what was happening. As she instinctively tried to pull away, the more she struggled, the harsher the kiss became, and

she found herself pushed up against

above her head against the wall with one hand, while the other supported the back of her head, forcing her to tilt her face up. His lips plundered hers

push him away, but the more she pushed, the

he’d been off. The last time she saw him this reckless and fierce was the night she mentioned divorce. After they had come to an agreement, she got up to freshen up, and he suddenly erupted like this, pinning her down with a

“Brandon, stop it.”

last time, she clutched his wrists tightly, pleading

pause in his movements. He glanced at her,

look, like last time.

the icy accusation in his eyes, nor did she know what

seen Brandon like

was always so incredibly calm and

eyes slightly widened due

seemed like he was savoring her bewildered and flustered state, silently towering over her, not making a

was Sophia who couldn’t stand the pressure of his gaze any