The Indifferent Ex-Husband Heartstrings in the Mall of Fate

Chapter 137

Sophia totally spaced out for a second there.

Brandon didn’t give her a chance to react. Slipping his long fingers into her hair and applying just a touch of pressure, Sophia was compelled to tilt her head back. Brandon’s lips and tongue claimed hers with a gentle yet dominant force that left no room for refusal.

The hand Sophia had initially pushed against his chest suddenly went limp and a bit flustered.”

Brandon’s kisses grew hotter and deeper, their heavy breathing sounding through the dark room as their embrace spiraled out of control. The hand in her hair grew restless, tightening its grip, while the hand on Sophia’s waist began to curl uncontrollably.

Sophia could distinctly feel her shirt tightening across her back, her slender waist arching as his kisses deepened.

The hand that was supposed to push him away was now, somehow, hooked around his neck..

What started as an unconscious closeness turned into a wildfire.

Their entwined kisses evolved into a devouring feast.

Brandon’s kisses wandered from her lips to her sensitive neck, his hands, now out of control, slipped beneath her clothes just as the door suddenly swung open.

The two, locked in their unrestrained kiss, froze abruptly.

Brandon flipped over to lie flat on his back, while Sophia awkwardly turned away, panting in short breaths.

The nurse came in to check on the room, remembering only at the door that she had just removed Sophia’s IV earlier. After making sure Sophia was alright and giving some advice, she left.

The room fell silent once more.

So quiet they could hear their still uneven breathing, a mess laced with intimacy, reminding each other of the earlier lack of control.

Sophia didn’t make a sound.

Neither did Brandon.

As their breathing gradually steadied, Sophia heard Brandon’s husky voice. “Let’s get some sleep.”

still awkwardly

a blanket, Brandon didn’t speak again.

Nor did Sophia.

heavily through the latter part

already gotten up, brought her breakfast, and was standing to the side, unpacking the food from the delivery bag. Seeing her awake, he said calmly, “Go freshen up. Have

night’s chaos had never

keeping a lid on thoughts of last night’s kiss,

done freshening up, Brandon had breakfast

corn stuff that didn’t require any tableware. Sophia could handle it with her left hand, no need for

didn’t insist either. He ate breakfast with her at a leisurely pace but

was busy with

help but urge him, “Maybe you should head to work. The

need,” Brandon replied in his calm tone, busy tidying up without looking at her, “Don’t worry about me. It’s not like anyone dares to dock

press further.

sounded at the

Brandon, Kent entered the

handed over Brandon’s laptop. Then, with an awkward chuckle, he greeted the figure in the hospital bed, “Hello, Ms. Yearwood.”

greeting politely,

gaze lingered on the bandage wrapped around Sophia’s arm before he asked her, “Feeling

you, Kent,” Sophia replied

pleasantries and giving Brandon a brief work update, Kent excused himself.

the hospital routine, having a cot delivered for himself, but as always, he was busy, and their interactions were minimal.

took care of everything personally, with the same attention to detail

as if the whole divorce

nothing was amiss, Sophia couldn’t embrace it so casually.

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anymore, let alone married. You have no obligation to care for me,” Sophia finally asked

then turned to look at Sophia, “Habit,

two years. Haven’t you kicked the

looked at her again, his face had calmed, “Sophia, not everyone can let go as easily as you

at