Chapter 120

Sophia didn’t grill Brandon about where they were headed, and Brandon wasn’t spilling the beans either. He didn’t poke around asking her where she wanted to go. He just cruised aimlessly.

The night wind was whooshing by.

The traffic on the streets was trickling down to a mere dribble.

Sophia had no clue how long Brandon had been driving. As they passed from skyscrapers to squat buildings and eventually to vast stretches of barren land, Brandon finally pulled the car to a halt.

He just sat there, not budging or uttering a word, his handsome face slightly tense, calmly staring into the night.

And Sophia? She was just chilling in the passenger seat, not moving a muscle either.

Outside the car window was a suburban riverside park, connected to a pond and wetlands, sparsely populated, where you could clearly make out the sounds of insects and frogs.

After a long silence, Sophia slowly turned her head to look at Brandon.

His profile was still a bit tight, his face so calm it was almost expressionless.

Sophia wasn’t sure if she had ticked off Brandon by passing up the opportunity or if her emotional outburst had rubbed him the wrong way. “Sorry,” she murmured an apology, not even sure why she was saying sorry. Her spirits were still in the dumps, and she was feeling all kinds of mixed-up and miserable.

She had always thought she had a decent grip on her emotions, but today’s drama and Brandon’s intense questioning about whether that kid was still around had snapped her like an overwound string-just pop and it broke.

She couldn’t figure out why she had such a strong reaction, but deep down, she was probably fuming at herself.

She was mad that she wasn’t steadfast enough, mad that she was useless, that her emotions could still be so easily swayed by Brandon, leaving her no choice but to wimp out and steer clear of him.

Every single choice in her life was her own, and while each step wasn’t exactly a walk in the park, she had given it her all.

two years had been the toughest but also

loads of plans for herself, and these plans had zero room for Brandon. She had gotten used to a life without

time before she met Brandon-tough but satisfying, full of hope for what lay ahead. But then

young enough to dream about love. When she realized it was just a pipe dream, it took a ton of willpower to pull herself away. Now, just as she was starting over, Brandon waltzed back into her life, and it felt like time was pushing her back to the year they reconnected, bringing along all the repressed emotions and

would come along with a knife and give it

let his arm rest on the steering wheel,

leaned her

turned to look

looked peaceful, her breathing shallow and steady, clearly

were still a bit puffy from

still blowing. It must’ve been cold, because in her sleep, Sophia instinctively hugged herself and shrank down

over and pressed the window control, and

up Sophia’s

not waking up, just hugging herself tighter, obviously exhausted. The dark circles under her swollen eyes were a dead giveaway of a night spent burning

Brandon turned

took off his suit jacket, and carefully

up with a start, slowly opening her eyes to find her gaze crashing into

look away, just gave her a cold, deep

held his gaze, just

silent standoff, Brandon was the first to break the ice. “Sophia, do you really hate me that

slightly. “I don’t hate you.”

are you so hell-bent on avoiding me? To the

future?”

a little. “Brandon, have

her coldly,

it even matter to you who you marry?”

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