The Indifferent Ex-Husband Heartstrings in the Mall of Fate

Chapter 61

Sophia was totally drawn in by the intense focus and softness in his eyes. Her gaze just naturally landed on him, full of confusion and cluelessness.

She had no clue what was up with Brandon.

This was a side of Brandon she’d never seen before, and that look in his eyes, so full of pity and pain, was something she’d hardly ever noticed.

Passersby kept sneaking peeks at them, whispering among themselves with a curiosity they couldn’t quite hide.

Both of them were quite the eye-catchers on their own Brandon with his tall, straight figure and a cool, aloof vibe that screamed nobility, and Sophia with her delicate, well-proportioned frame and a gentle, peaceful demeanor, with a touch of bookish clarity. Standing there, quietly locking eyes through the crowd, they were a sight for sore eyes, like a painting come to life.

Some nosy folks couldn’t help but sneak their phones out, itching to snap a secret photo.

Sophia shot a casual glance their way, making the sneaky photographer sheepishly lower their phone.

She turned her attention back to Brandon.

“Hey.” She hesitated a bit, “What’s going on?”

Brandon’s eyes remained calmly fixed on hers, but he didn’t say a word.

Sophia’s eyes clouded with confusion, and just as she was about to speak again, Brandon’s voice came softly through the crowd, “Sophia, did you ever take photos when you were little?”

His sudden leap in topic left her already muddled brain struggling to keep up.

She hesitated, then shook her head with a puzzled look. “No, I never really had photos taken when I was a kid.”

“Not even one picture from when you were little?”

Sophia thought for a moment, then hesitantly shook her head again. “Nope.”

Still confused, she looked at him. “Why are you asking about this?”

Brandon shook his head. “No reason.”

He walked towards her, standing in front of her, looking down with that same pained and tender gaze.

Sophia couldn’t help but look up at him in bewilderment. Brandon was tall, and right there in front of her, she had to tilt her head back, eyes full of confusion.

her eyes widened slightly, he suddenly reached

tentatively, not daring to struggle, sensing that something was off with Brandon

back of her head, pressing

was baffled by his actions, standing stiff as a board, her eyes widening in bewilderment, not understanding

hung neatly at her sides,

her body rigid,

whisper near her ear, and as the words

of careful relief, as well as that pity and

up, but afraid

honestly, her fingers carefully tugging at his clothes, signaling the

the moment.

paused, “felt like hugging

Sophia didn’t

ay anything.

her go, looking at her

lip, “It’s like you’re possessed or

wasn’t like Brandon. The Brandon she knew was never

facts and logic, cool and rational to the point of being utterly charmless.

mouth, forcing a

bother explaining much, just let his fingers run through her hair in front of her forehead, slowly and carefully straightening it out, then

head. “Nope, that’s

head

at him with slightly widened eyes, then

the passenger seat, sitting up straight

odd behavior today kept her from relaxing

Brandon felt like

noticed her unease

the moment she got in the car, she sat bolt upright, back pressed against the seat, spine ramrod straight, her hands neatly resting on her thighs, nothing like her usual polite

senior year of high school, calm and peaceful, with a touch of naïve innocence typical of young

but also the pure simplicity of that age, much like little Yolanda.

much more composed, always as unflappable as him, never too excited or too angry. Even

freeing one hand to reach behind her shoulder and gently ruffle her hair, a gesture full of

touch, her spine stiffening a bit, her eyes widening slightly, though she didn’t dare look at him.