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 the one he shot her on the way back home when she mentioned

in looks and temperature, they both gave her a

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

not fully processing what was happening. As she instinctively tried to pull away, the

she found herself pushed up against the wall

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

tried to push him away, but the more

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

“Brandon, stop it.”

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

in his movements. He glanced at her, with no desire in his eyes, just a sharp

after that look, like last time. He just kept staring at her,

the icy accusation in his eyes, nor did she

never seen Brandon like

was always so incredibly

eyes slightly widened due

savoring her bewildered and flustered

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