The Indifferent Ex-Husband Heartstrings in the Mall of Fate

Chapter 135

Sophia didn’t change into a hospital gown that afternoon, still rocking her own threads.

When she left the house in the morning, for convenience’s sake, she slipped into some tight denim jeans – not exactly a one-handed job, considering her injured right arm and IV-dripping left hand.

Brandon couldn’t help but notice the snug jeans and the needle in her left hand, along with her immobile right arm.

He cleared his throat, turned his head slightly, and then glanced back at her.

“Let me take that for you,” he said. “If you need anything else, just holler. I’ll be right outside.”

Sophia managed a nod, feeling so awkward she was practically digging her toes into the floor. She almost wished Brandon wasn’t there, so she wouldn’t have to deal with this embarrassment.

The loo was right inside the room.

Brandon set the IV bottle up in the bathroom for Sophia, and before he left, he gave her a concerned look. “Still feeling dizzy?”

Sophia shook her head. “Not anymore.”

The drip was doing wonders; a little nap and she felt loads better.

Brandon nodded, hung everything up for her, then stepped out, standing with his back to her at the bathroom door.

“Give a shout if you need anything.”

Sophia nodded again, her face burning up like it was on fire. She was already mortified that Brandon had to escort her to the john, let alone do her business in front of him that was a no-go.

–

to the

of her utterly mortified expression, didn’t say

instructed before turning back to the room, sparing her any further embarrassment at the bathroom door. Sophia gave a weak

she just left it slightly ajar and went to tackle her jeans button

row of metal buttons, and she, fearing the buttonholes were too big and might pop open, had made them small and tight

–

her right arm freshly injured and swollen, she

she didn’t dare apply too much force, and

one.

room, Brandon wasn’t exactly at ease. Seeing that she wasn’t coming out and there was

“You alright?”

was spiking, “It’s fine, just go

buttons, her left hand yanked at the IV site, causing her to hiss in pain. The sound made Brandon’s expression change instantly, and he pushed the bathroom door open.

Sophia was awkward.

metal button and then looked at

do

forward and reaching for the

landed on his, stopping him from going any further. Her face was already red

at her, “How long you

but Sophia felt like she wanted to die.

that she’d need Brandon to

been this

just wanted to yank out the IV and handle it herself.

mortified look was almost making Brandon

my eyes,” he said, and then he did, his long fingers finding the metal button, and with a “pop,” the first one was undone. His fingers moved to the