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.

–

the room, yeah?”

of her utterly mortified expression, didn’t say a word, just nodded.

back to the room, sparing her

door, and she wasn’t in any shape to fuss with it, so she just left it slightly ajar and

metal buttons, and she, fearing the buttonholes were too big and might pop

–

right arm freshly injured and swollen, she couldn’t muster

didn’t dare apply too much force, and after a lot of fumbling, she

one.

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

“You alright?”

panic and embarrassment was spiking, “It’s fine, just go

her rush to undo the buttons, her left hand yanked at the IV site, causing her to hiss in pain. The sound made Brandon’s expression change instantly, and

Sophia was awkward.

left hand on the waistband’s metal button and then looked at her

me do

said, stepping forward and

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

looked at her, “How long you gonna torture yourself like this?”

done that, but Sophia felt like she wanted

situation so awkward that she’d need Brandon to

been this

yank out the IV and handle it herself.

mortified look was almost

his long fingers finding the metal button, and with a “pop,” the first one