The Indifferent Ex-Husband Heartstrings in the Mall of Fate

Chapter 141

Sophia was at home tucking the little ones in for a nap when she got the message.

The kiddo had just nodded off, and Susan was also around the house.

Sophia went dead silent for a bit when she saw the message, just zoning out while staring at her phone screen.

Susan took a shot in the dark, “Brandon?”

Sophia chuckled, “As if it’d be him.”

Then she flipped her phone towards Susan, “It’s from Don.”

Susan glanced at it, then back to Sophia, “Honestly, I think you should totally snag this job opportunity.”

She glanced at the little girl snoozing on the bed, “Just picture Theresa punching in one day, bragging to her pals all proud-like, ‘My mom designed this – how cool is that?”

She picked up the design proposal Sophia had left on the table, flipping through it with a touch of regret, “Such a killer design getting buried would be such a waste.”

Sophia glanced at the design proposal too, but kept mum.

Susan looked at her.

be hanging around much. This project’s got its own head honcho, He won’t be getting his hands dirty. As long as he doesn’t make a point of showing up, you two bumping into each other in that company is pretty much slim to none, plus you don’t

int

had to pass up a job once because of getting hitched and having a bun in the oven, and now to duck him, you’re

up, but then she got pregnant, and with the early pregnancy being rocky, she had to play it safe and stick around the house, putting work on the back burner.

the loop for a whole year, and when she started job hunting again, it wasn’t

her mentor Zachary Gardner, but without a solid track record of a 9-to-5, employers were iffy, offering her gigs that were basically starting from

Sophia’s college portfolio and the experience she racked up had her itching for a shot at flying solo

she later thought about

to a stable spot in the design world on her own terms, the idea of giving it up felt like a waste to Susan. Sophia felt the pinch too. If Brandon weren’t the client, she wouldn’t be sweating it one bit.

the knot again, and he didn’t give me a straight answer,” Sophia glanced at the still-sleeping tyke, “If he’d just said yes or no, I

the beans about the kid to him or even to

would be a low blow to his future family and wife.

one day to

by ear when to break

wasn’t sure how hung up Brandon and his folks might be about the kid, whether they’d go so far as to wrestle for custody. She wouldn’t risk tipping him

in their heads to fight for custody, Sophia wasn’t sure she could hold her

life-and-death struggle in the delivery room, to the round-the-clock grind of looking after a newborn, all that blood, sweat, and

couldn’t just give

glue that forced two people

the Crawley family and didn’t want to be sucked back in because of the kid.