The Indifferent Ex-Husband Heartstrings in the Mall of Fate

Chapter 154

“You know what, you’re right. I’ve tried to leave you five times and I’ve lost every single time. Guess some things are just out of our hands. So this time, I’m not gonna gamble my future on a sixth go-around.”

As Sophia spoke, she glanced over at Brandon.

“I’m still easy to influence where you’re concerned; I’ve always known that’s a weak spot for me. That’s why I’ve always kept my distance from you. But just like you said, I can’t seem to escape this weird cycle. It feels like no matter where I run, I end up back with you, so I’ve decided to just go with the flow.”

“Even coming back this time, I wasn’t all that sure about it, so I left it up to fate. If I could make it back in time, great; if not, so be it. And I don’t know if it’s good luck or what, but despite the flight delays, I still made it to your opening ceremony. The moment I stepped into the Starlight Group, I knew for sure that I landed the Zenithan-style resort project fair and square. There’s no reason for me to let it go.”

“Although you’re not the one in charge of this project, we’re in the same company and it’s inevitable that our paths will cross. We may not be cut out to be husband and wife, but it’s not like we have any major beef between us. It’s just that our families, personalities, and ambitions don’t mesh, that’s all. We’re bound to interact professionally, so we can’t keep going at each other. like cats and dogs.”

Sophia said this, looking at him. “Maybe being friends is the most suitable relationship for us.”

Brandon stared at her silently for a moment. “We can’t be friends, Sophia.”

“There’s no middle ground for us. We’re either married or we’re strangers,” he said with a calm that borders on icy.

This version of Brandon reminded Sophia of the night they divorced.

The same calmness, the same ‘it is or it isn’t’, with no room for anything in between – not even a need for a reason.

Sophia didn’t know quite how to feel. She laughed a little and fell silent, feeling like she was awkwardly trying to suck up to someone in power.

Brandon didn’t say anything more.

They both quietly continued eating their skewers.

Meanwhile, Don, who had been howling like a banshee on the phone, put the receiver down and headed out, returning shortly with

someone in tow.

all to our new designer, a hotshot straight from the world-renowned Apex

reached Sophia as she subconsciously looked up at him, catching sight of Ivan by his

was a bit surprised

noticed Sophia and gave

smiled at him.

miss Brandon’s attention.

got up

his retreating figure,

Brandon’s silent departure and looked worriedly in his direction before

not getting up to follow.

Sophia, then thoughtfully

figure merged with the night and slowly

looked at Sophia again, she was still staring in the direction Brandon left, her face a

Sophia’s face, his worry fading as he played the part

any designer at the company; Don gave him a

their applause, Ivan

08:42

said

“It should be me saying congrats to

Ivan also chuckled.

some drinks, and they all celebrated

in

and by then it was too late to spit

with booze, usually a teetotaler, and suddenly downing a big glass of whiskey threw her into a bit of

replied, worried she would get tipsy soon. She politely said goodbye to Ivan, “I have some things to take care of at home,

to Don, Kent and

a hefty glass of whiskey, insisted, “Let me

not necessary, thanks.” Sophia smiled, declining, and after saying goodbye