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.

his eyes were deep, hidden within an

her on the way back home when she mentioned Yolanda-cold and turning his head

difference in looks and temperature, they

to speak, but then he yanked on her arm, pulling her into his embrace. As she started to look up in panic, he tightened his grip around her waist, his other hand landing on her chin, gently forcing it up. Her

happening. As she instinctively tried to pull away, the more she struggled, the harsher

she found herself pushed up against

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

more she pushed, the more she

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

“Brandon, stop it.”

like last time, she clutched his wrists tightly, pleading in a low voice

pause in his movements. He glanced at her, with no desire in his

her after that look, like last time.

comprehend the icy accusation in his eyes, nor did she know what she had said or done wrong to offend

had never seen

was always so

his eyes slightly widened due to

her bewildered and flustered state,

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