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.

eyes were deep, hidden within an abyss of

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

looks and temperature, they

look up in panic, he tightened his grip around her waist, his other hand

processing what was happening. As she instinctively tried to pull away, the more she

the tussle, she found herself pushed up

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

more she pushed, the more she seemed to provoke

figure out what was up with him today. Ever since he picked her up from school, 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 wild disregard that eventually calmed down after

“Brandon, stop it.”

his wrists tightly, pleading in a low voice while

in his movements. He glanced at her, with no

like last time. He

she know what she had said or

had never seen Brandon like this

was always so incredibly

eyes slightly

seemed like he was savoring her bewildered and flustered state,

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