The Indifferent Ex-Husband Heartstrings in the Mall of Fate

Chapter 118

“What’s going on here?” Don stammered, his eyes darting back and forth between Brandon’s chilly demeanor and Sophia, who had her back turned to him. “Weren’t we all just on a first-name basis with you two? How did we jump to divorce and kids in the blink of an eye?”

Brandon remained silent, his eyes still fixed on Sophia’s back.

Sophia had stopped in her tracks but didn’t turn around. She stood silently, her posture rigid, her silhouette slender and upright, not uttering a word either.

Don, growing anxious for answers, looked to Brandon. “Brandon, spill it, what’s the deal with you and Sophia-what’s your relationship exactly?”

Brandon glanced at him. “She’s my wife.”

Don was shocked.

“You mean your wife?” Don felt like his heart was about to give out. “And you had the nerve to suggest I marry her?”

Brandon’s cold gaze swept over him. “Got the cheek to say that? Did the name ‘Sophia’ bite you or something? You’ve been yapping at me for days and not once did you mention the designer’s name. Did you?”

How was he supposed to know that a big-shot CEO like him would be mixed up with a designer from halfway across the world? He figured since he didn’t mention her name, Brandon would probably forget it as soon as he turned around, and he’d just have to repeat himself. Might as well just call her “the designer” to save the hassle.

Don remembered Brandon was divorced. He hadn’t forgotten the slip of the tongue from Kent. He recalled Kent saying, “Who the hell decides to erase traces of their ex-wife and renovate two years after a divorce?” And Brandon had just mentioned divorce

too.

He didn’t try to correct him. He just looked thoughtfully at Brandon and then back at Sophia.

Sophia had turned to face Brandon with the same calm and gentle expression she always had.

“Why does it have to be about fear?” she asked, her voice still soft. “Is it wrong for me to want to make a clean break from the past?”

Brandon asked, his voice quiet but frosty. “Sophia, be honest with me,

bit her lower lip, not saying a word, but her eyes were already welling up with tears, her emotions suddenly spiraling out of control as they began to

but the more she wiped, the more fiercely they fell, and her silence turned into suppressed

was thrown into a panic, unsure whether to offer comfort or how

Sophia without moving, his eyes reddening slightly, his gaze

to intervene or walk away, his eyes filled

trying desperately to stop but unable to, her emotions clearly

gaze shifted back to

his head

jaw and the violent bobbing of his

wanted to curse.

forward, stopping in front of Sophia and then wrapping his arms around her, hugging the

to curse now.

What a mess.

was paying attention to him.

the back of her

a while, Don heard Brandon’s hoarse voice.

apology did not elicit a response from Sophia.

see that Sophia’s emotions were beginning to calm down, her

occasionally cast curious glances

the gawkers, awkwardly waving his hands as if to say “nothing to see

to gently stroke Sophia’s

than being married, then let’s get a divorce. But now, you’ve finished your studies, you’re doing what you love. You clearly adore the resort project, and you’ve put your heart and soul into it. But just because it happens to be related to me, you’re going to force yourself to give it

go of her, looking into her swollen eyes. “I’m in this industry too, and it’s inevitable that our paths will cross. Are you planning to give up every project that has something to do with me? What were all your efforts over