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.

capable, bold, responsible, and all that." Kent tried to put in a good word for Brandon, "Those

top-notch," Sophia chuckled, "but

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 to spend time and effort on. So no matter how great he

got out of the car, gave Kent a

Brandon not knowing how to love. Remembering all the nights he'd stayed up working overtime with Brandon, he suddenly felt like he really didn't have a say

couples and spouses, but none quite like

also witnessed Brandon's meltdowns and was starting to

phone to check in with the ride service. Knowing that Brandon had been safely dropped off at home, he breathed a sigh of relief

Sophia got home.

130-plus square meter apartment

suffocated,

the peace and

phone on the

trying not to think, but Brandon's drunken face kept popping into

the kind of drunkenness that

accidentally gotten tipsy, she

but drift over to the liquor

was still some

Freshly bought.

glass, taking a tentative sip. As her taste buds adjusted to

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