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.

deep, hidden within an abyss of

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

difference in looks and temperature, they

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

happening. As she instinctively tried to pull away, the more she struggled, the harsher the kiss became, and the tighter she

tussle, she found herself pushed

the wall with one hand, while the other supported the back

tried to push him away, but the more she pushed,

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

“Brandon, stop it.”

clutched his wrists tightly, pleading

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

slowly let go of her after that look, like last time.

nor did she know

never seen Brandon like

was always so incredibly

slightly widened due to the

her bewildered and flustered state, silently towering over her,

Sophia who couldn’t

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