The Indifferent Ex-Husband Heartstrings in the Mall of Fate

Chapter 53

Chapter 53

Sophia was all thumbs as she wiped her eyes and steadied her emotions before looking up toward the doorway and calling out, “Coming!”

She got up to open the door.

“Dinner time,” Brandon announced, his gaze pausing ever so slightly when he caught sight of the redness in her eyes. He looked at her more intently.

“What’s wrong?” he asked, his voice softening, his arm lifting in tandem as the back of his long fingers gently touched the damp corner of Sophia’s eye.

Sophia involuntarily shuddered at the touch and took a small step back.

“I’m fine,” she said softly, her warm voice tinged with a hint of nasality, “Just got carried away with a TV drama.”

Brandon gave her a look. He remembered that she wasn’t into binging series. She was a movie buff, watching all sorts from domestic to international, from drama to mystery to art films, but she seldom indulged in rom-coms.

Documentaries were her jam too, especially those about culture and history. She’d occasionally dip into TV shows, but only the ones with solid plots, like workplace dramas or thrillers. Not many could hit her right in the feels.

His eyes flicked to her phone resting on the table. He didn’t call her out on it, just raised his hand to wipe away the tear from her eye. “Let’s eat first,” he suggested quietly.

Sophia nodded gently, “Mm.”

During the meal, Brandon could tell Sophia was down in the dumps.

Her appetite was already weak due to the early stages of pregnancy, and with her mind on other things, she barely managed a few bites before feeling nauseated.

Sophia couldn’t force herself, and the more she tried to eat, the more revulsion she felt.

Finally, she had to put down her utensils and looked at Brandon, “I’m full. You can keep eating.”

He glanced at her nearly untouched bowl but didn’t push her, just nodded gently, “Alright.”

He quickly finished the food in his bowl, put down his utensils, and started cleaning up.

remembered he had hardly eaten and looked at him in surprise, “Aren’t you

earlier,” Brandon swiftly tidied up the dishes into the dishwasher, washed his hands, and glanced out the now-dark window before turning to Sophia

a

taken aback,

“feel like a walk” coming from Brandon seemed odd to her. Back when they were still married, they’d each retreat to their own rooms after dinner, each

split time in two. He already had

never spent time on walks, so the sudden suggestion was puzzling

he was already approaching her, “No need.”

he spoke, he came to stand in front of her, glanced outside into the night, and repeated, “Feel like a walk?”

then nodded,

strolled around the

from there was a bustling square connected to the

for a walk. The elderly with grandchildren, students from nearby schools, mostly young couples, which made the quiet night

walks, always busy in her study after eating, so she

Brandon had gone for a walk after dinner. Everything was fresh to her gaze, and the heaviness in her heart dispersed a

her side, his peripheral vision catching the rollerblading teens

to shield Sophia if

her calmly observe the surroundings and deftly

crowd.

to look at him, “You probably haven’t

lightly, “Been

nodded too, not continuing the conversation.

more either, just walked aimlessly by her side.

and indulged without restraint. But once lust was no longer in control and rationality returned, they seemed

was her issue or Brandon’s. She couldn’t be carefree around

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a relationship, and after him, she hadn’t had the chance to start something new. She couldn’t compare and determine if the problem lay with her or with Brandon. Yet watching the

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