The Indifferent Ex-Husband Heartstrings in the Mall of Fate

Chapter 183

Kent called a ride for Brandon and watched as he hopped into the car. Once the driver had taken off with Brandon, Kent turned to drop Sophia off.

The ride back was super quiet.

Sophia was silent.

Kent was silent, too.

When the car pulled up to Sophia's place, Kent couldn't help but look back at her and finally broke the silence, "Ms. Yearwood, Mr. Crawley's really a catch, you know."

Sophia looked up at him, "How so?"

Kent was stumped for a second, but then he thought about it seriously, "Well, he's clean as a whistle, doesn't mess around."

"That's just the bare minimum for a husband," Sophia said softly. "Most women are like that, but no one goes around saying that's what makes a good woman. Why is it that when a man meets this standard, he gets praised to high heaven, and if a woman doesn't fall for it, she's ungrateful?"

Kent was stumped again.

Maybe he was too used to seeing things from a male perspective and hadn't realized what was off about that.

To most folks, it seems like as long as a guy doesn't play the field, he's free of any serious wrongdoing and should be forgiven for whatever else he does. But many people overlook that loyalty is just the most basic expectation in a relationship.

good genes, he's smart, capable, bold, responsible, and all that." Kent tried to

standpoint, Mr. Crawley is top-notch," Sophia chuckled, "but like you said, it's about choosing

interested in that, these are just perks they have. You can admire them, but you won't fall head over heels." Sophia opened the car door, paused slightly, and then said, "Kent, Mr. Crawley is indeed a great guy. But he doesn't know how to love, or maybe I'm just not the one he wants

car,

about Brandon not knowing how to love. Remembering all the nights he'd stayed up working overtime with Brandon, he suddenly felt

of lovey-dovey couples and spouses, but none quite like Brandon

he'd also witnessed Brandon's meltdowns and was starting to feel confused

deep sigh, Kent picked up his phone to check in with the ride service. Knowing that Brandon had been safely dropped off at home, he breathed a

Sophia got home.

apartment was eerily quiet

heavy-hearted, kind of suffocated, like during those two years

kind of missed the peace and relaxation from her

another long sigh, Sophia tossed her phone on the couch and curled up

think, but

of drunkenness that washes

last time she'd accidentally gotten tipsy, she wasn't

help but drift over to the liquor

was still some decorative booze

Freshly bought.

a full glass, taking a tentative sip. As