The Indifferent Ex-Husband Heartstrings in the Mall of Fate

Chapter 189

"What's in the fridge?"

Brandon asked, already making his way to the fridge as he spoke.

"There's nothing in it."

Before she could finish speaking, Brandon had already flung open the fridge door.

The empty fridge brought silence upon them both.

The fridge was empty and clean, with not even the power plugged in.

Brandon glanced at the unplugged cord still hanging on a hook at the back of the fridge and then turned to Sophia.

Sophia sheepishly explained, "I've just moved in not long ago, and work has been crazy, so I haven't had a chance to shop for household items."

As she finished speaking, Brandon frowned and his gaze shifted to the equally barren and clean kitchen, devoid of even the basics like oil, salt, soy sauce, pots,

and pans.

The place looked uninhabited.

Brandon looked up at the balcony, no laundry hanging, not even a towel in sight.

Sophia's gaze followed his to the balcony, and her heart skipped a beat. Instinctively, she looked at Brandon.

His eyes had moved on to the bedroom.

The kitchen door was adjacent to the main bedroom.

The bedroom door was open.

From his angle, he could see a corner of the bed, which had been simply made with a mattress and sheets.

She didn't dare

lately and hadn't had time to furnish the place, other than

broom or a

had obviously

gaze left the barren bedroom and swept over the empty living room and balcony before pausing on the takeout on the dining table and finally resting on

days and have been pulling all-nighters on a design

voice was tinged with

a look

it was the pressure from Brandon or her own nerves, but her brain felt like it

struggling to

don't you take a seat," Sophia suggested softly, trying to change the subject, "I'll pour you a

She trailed off again.

in

awkwardly at

showed a knowing look, clearly guessing that she had nothing

to head toward the sofa to sit down and catch her breath, only to be hit by a sudden wave of dizziness that made her

herself against the wall, her hand was caught by a dry, warm palm, and another warm hand supported her lower

going on? I thought you just had a

deep voice rang

instinctively gripped Brandon's hand and closed her

nothing," she said softly, "Just a bit of poor rest and insufficient blood flow to the brain, making me a little dizzy. The doctor said it's not

sofa. He looked at her pale face and

see the

her bag on one end of the

were all normal, except for

a bit," Brandon suggested, helping her to lie down on the sofa. He glanced at the

and went back

was as bare as the rest of the place, with just a neatly made

table either. Brandon frowned, his

blanket from the bed and came out, gently

supermarket to grab some stuff. Will you