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

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 head spinning and it

and gently stroked her forehead, his

you to the hospital.”

arm under her armpits and the other under her knees, scooping her up sideways.

sensation of being lifted made Sophia instinctively cling

scared,” he soothed as he held her close and turned to head for his car parked outside.

dropped their clothes,” someone called out, and the clothing bag was stuffed between Brandon

Brandon, who was 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

solid chest, the sound of his

Sophia with mixed feelings, which momentarily overshadowed the discomfort in her body and the fog

they reached the end of

ambulance and to the hospital.

wound and, concerned about a

the admission paperwork, then settled her into the hospital room. After a series of blood tests and brain CT scans, it

weakened from blood loss and a mild concussion, fell into a fitful sleep as soon as she returned to her room, only to be vaguely aware of someone tucking

to meet a pair of deep, eyes.