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.

he had hardly eaten and looked at him in

a meal with a client earlier,” Brandon swiftly tidied up the dishes into the dishwasher, washed his hands,

like a walk?”

taken aback,

seemed odd to her. Back when they were still married, they’d each retreat to their own rooms after dinner, each with their own study and work. So their post-dinner time was usually spent apart, each to their own,

He already had a fixed schedule for his workouts, and a stroll was, to him, a

never spent time on walks, so the sudden

already approaching her, “No need.”

stand in front of her, glanced outside into the

then nodded, “Sure,”

them strolled around the

square connected to the Lakeside

students from nearby schools, mostly young couples, which made the quiet night lively and tinged with a

like Brandon, wasn’t one for post-dinner walks, always busy in her study after eating, so she rarely

gone for a walk after dinner. Everything was fresh to her gaze, and the

standing by her side,

Sophia if they

asked, watching her calmly observe the surroundings and deftly shielding her

crowd.

replied softly, turning to look at him, “You

nodded lightly, “Been pretty

not continuing

either, just walked aimlessly by her side.

once lust was no longer in control and rationality returned, they seemed like

or Brandon’s.

this restraint was exclusive to Brandon or applied to

and determine if the problem lay with her or with Brandon. Yet watching the carefree, laughing couples walking by hand in hand, Sophia felt

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