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.

his gaze had landed. She didn't dare to

hadn't had time to furnish the

even a broom or a

obviously noticed

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

just moved back in these past few days and have been

voice was tinged

her a look but didn't say

own nerves, but her brain felt like it was running on fumes, the dizziness

to keep

take a seat," Sophia suggested softly, trying to change the subject, "I'll

She trailed off again.

water dispenser in the

awkwardly

face showed a knowing look, clearly guessing

might think and turned to head toward the sofa to sit down and catch her breath,

herself against the wall, her hand was caught by a dry,

on? I thought you just had

voice rang

hand and closed her

softly, "Just a bit of poor rest and insufficient blood flow to the brain, making

sit down on the sofa. He looked at her pale face and couldn't

me see the

for her bag on one end

were all normal, except for slight

suggested, helping her to lie down on the sofa. He glanced at the sofa, which lacked

and went back

was as bare as the rest of the place, with

or jars of cosmetics on the dressing table either. Brandon frowned, his gaze pausing briefly on the suitcase

bed and

the supermarket to grab