The Indifferent Ex-Husband Heartstrings in the Mall of Fate

Chapter 127

That person dropped an address, a stone’s throw from the Starlight Group.

When Brandon got there, the ambulance hadn’t arrived yet, but he spotted Sophia, the center of the crowd’s attention.

She was propped up in a chair by the storefront, clutching her left arm with her right, blood oozing through her fingers and dripping down, her face as pale as a ghost, with a furrowed brow and a pained expression.

At her feet lay a wooden sign, split in two, along with a clothing bag.

The clerk was beside himself, glancing out the door in a panic, muttering on repeat, “Where the heck is that ambulance?” Despite her pain, Sophia was still somewhat lucid.

“Get me a strip of cloth,” she managed to say, her voice weak.

“Huh? Oh, sure,” the clerk replied, still in a tizzy, looking around aimlessly for some ratty piece of cloth.

Brandon elbowed his way through the crowd and squatted down in front of Sophia.

“Hanging in there?” he asked in a low voice, taking over the pressure on her wound with one hand, while reaching for the clothing bag with the other, swiftly pulling out a garment to wrap around her arm, not even checking what it was. As he wrapped her up, he looked at her, “Anything else hurting besides your arm?”

shook her head instinctively, still feeling

sign came crashing down, she reflexively put up her hand to shield herself, buffering the blow to her head, but the sharp metal edge that came with the sign still managed to slice a big gash in her arm, and the blood gushed out. The impact had left her

and gently stroked her forehead,

you to the

and the other under her knees, scooping

of being lifted made Sophia instinctively cling to Brandon’s

close and turned to head for his car parked

called out, and the clothing bag was stuffed

already focused on getting to the car outside, holding her steadily as he strode through the alley. His steps were firm, his breathing even, and he held her

jostled or uncomfortable. She was forced to lean against his solid chest, the sound of his steady heartbeat and his familiar scent

overshadowed the discomfort in

time they reached the end of the alley, the ambulance

into the ambulance and to the

her arm wound and, concerned about

settled her into the hospital room. After a

loss and a mild concussion, fell into a fitful sleep as soon as she returned to

eyes to meet