The Indifferent Ex-Husband Heartstrings in the Mall of Fate

Chapter 96

Sophia’s eyes lifted to meet his, a hint of defiance twinkling behind those widened pupils, “If you’re not afraid of a bit of hassle, then I’m all yours.”

“No sweat.”

He took the lead and started walking ahead.

Sophia followed, getting into the car behind him.

“Where to?” Brandon asked nonchalantly as he buckled up.

Sophia rattled off an address, not the one listed on her school records, but it wasn’t far from here either.

It didn’t take long for Brandon to drive them there.

As the car came to a stop, Brandon glanced out of the window.

Sophia’s place was in a neighborhood brimming with the hum of everyday life. Even though night was falling. she could still make out the elders walking their grandkids.

“Living solo?” Brandon inquired, turning to her,

Sophia nodded, “Yeah, flying solo.”

Brandon nodded back, looking at her, “I thought you’d be bunking with Susan.”

Sophia seemed taken aback, “Why bring that up out of the blue?”

“A few days ago, I heard Susan quit her job two years back and nobody knows where she’s at,” Brandon said as he looked at her. “You two were tight, I thought maybe she reached out to you.”

come all this way

and let the conversation drop, quietly unbuckling his seatbelt.

I’ll walk

need,” Sophia shook her head gently, “It’s not a good look, and it’s not convenient.”

who had the same vibe as you, at the very place you

hand paused while unbuckling her seatbelt, looking

said, “What’s got you on

didn’t say anything.

a silent reproach, a touch of hurt that

her, “You better head back,

any intention of

farewell. She stepped out and took a few paces, then stopped and turned back to him, “If you really want to come up, go ahead. But don’t stay

look and nodded,

Sophia to her front door.

for her keys and unlocked

bit cramped, hope you don’t

Chapter 96

her

glanced around the small apartment, a simple one–bedroom that felt more like a studio than

converted into a workspace, with a large desk covered

while explaining to Brandon, “I work part–time on top of my classes, got a heavy workload, so I turned the living room

just nodded, taking in the place from the shoe cabinet at the entrance, the living room, to the kitchen – all neat and tidy, the epitome of a single girl’s

open; Brandon didn’t enter but took a quick glance inside.

room, likely due to a

“I had to rush to

up all the clothes from the chair