The Indifferent Ex-Husband Heartstrings in the Mall of Fate

Chapter 104

Brandon seemed just as surprised to bump into her, his gaze lingering on her bare shoulders for a moment before shifting away, his body subtly turning to the side.

“Why are you still up so late?” Brandon asked, without looking at her.

“I already took a nap, just woke up,” Sophia replied softly, trying to keep her voice steady while her hands awkwardly shifted in front of her chest under the pretense of adjusting her hair.

Though they had been married for two years and had shared more intimate moments, they weren’t exactly tight. Plus, with a two-year gap of not seeing each other, the whole scene was still mega awkward for Sophia.

Luckily, Brandon might have been tough, but his upbringing shone through.

He didn’t stare at her, just grunted an “Mhm” before heading to the living room.

Sophia didn’t dare linger either. She quickly opened the bedroom door and slipped inside..

Closing the door, she let out a huge sigh of relief, her heart still racing, thump-thump-thumping away, and her hand instinctively pulled up the strap resting on her shoulder.

She had never worn something so breezy around Brandon before.

Their relationship was an odd one. fiery and passionate in bed, but once the heat died down, they both reverted to their prim and proper selves, maintaining a composed front around each other.

She only wore such skimpy slips when alone, not because they were sexy or anything, just comfy and convenient.

She had come back this time prepared to stay at the hospital, but had also planned on crashing at a hotel for a bit, where these easy-to-wash nighties were perfect. She hadn’t thought she’d wander to the bathroom in a daze with it on..

Glancing at herself in the mirror and thinking back to the encounter with Brandon, Sophia felt extra uneasy and tugged at her slip again.

The dress actually fit well.

The burgundy silk made her skin look extra fair and radiant.

The hemline stopped at mid-thigh, and it hugged her waist nicely.

a killer waist-to-hip ratio that this snug, sexy nightgown outlined perfectly, especially with the V-neck design accentuating the contours of her

cleavage and recalling the moment she bumped into Brandon, Sophia’s discomfort intensified.

then turned her attention to her damp hair, grabbing a towel to dry it off. Looking around the room, she

long, thick, and dense hair, it would take ages to blow-dry; air-drying was not an

the door, only to see the lit living room and Brandon getting

to look

embarrassed, asked, “Um,

the master bathroom, “In my

Brandon’s room. It felt too private, and she guessed the hairdryer was probably mounted in

hair in Brandon’s bathroom late at

her hesitation and raised an eyebrow,

sipping slowly, the rising steam veiling his face in a mist, making

that. I just don’t want to disturb

her damp hair, “No worries, the wind outside is pretty strong, just opening a window should do the trick. I’ll head

leave, her

at Brandon,

down his cup and was looking at her, “You plan on drying your hair till

shoulder nudged her towards his bedroom.

master bathroom was immediately to the left as

inside, Brandon pushed her into the bathroom, had her stand in front of the vanity mirror, his hand on her shoulder keeping her in place, while his other hand grabbed the hairdryer, thumb sliding effortlessly over the switch to blast hot air onto Sophia’s sensitive

Sophia flinched instinctively.

gently stroking her scalp, the warm touch of skin

at her, relaxing the pressure on her head, and began lifting the roots of

instinctively turned to take the hairdryer, “I can do

hand, “Let me. You’ll be

didn’t dare insist

was pretty skilled at blow-drying