The Indifferent Ex-Husband Heartstrings in the Mall of Fate

Chapter 196

Kent couldn't help but stealthily observe Brandon, unable to read anything off his poker face.

The line was inching along, and Sophia and Ivan were chatting away as they shuffled forward with the crowd.

When it was Ivan's turn, he casually grabbed an extra tray and then swung around to hand it to Sophia. Sophia, busy answering Ivan's questions, couldn't ignore the intense feeling of being watched from behind.

Maybe it was because she and Brandon had been married before, but when Ivan handed her the tray, Sophia felt a ridiculous sense of infidelity.

"Thanks a bunch."

She thanked him awkwardly, hesitantly taking the tray and her movements stiffened a bit as she carefully controlled the scope of her actions while getting her food.

Ivan was done first. There was soup on the side; he picked up an extra one on his way past, and then turned back to Sophia saying, "Sophia, I grabbed you some soup too."

Sophia felt the gaze on her back getting even stronger.

She turned and awkwardly thanked Ivan before holding her tray and moving towards him, "I'll take it myself."

She tried to take the soup from him, but Ivan dodged her reaching hand.

"Let me do it."

other, glanced over at

choice

two; their height difference and the way Ivan carried Sophia's soup made them look like a couple on the move. After watching them,

old impassive facade. He didn't even glance at Sophia, just grabbed

didn't go towards Sophia and her group, instead finding a quiet corner for himself. But at this time, the cafeteria was crowded, and since Marian, Don, and Cindy

diagonally behind Sophia, two rows

table in

a long table, with

Sophia's expression

was still calmly eating, but his calmness now seemed to

two sitting alone and gestured, "Hey, we've got empty seats over here. Come join us; it'll be bored

in a bit of

Brandon continued to eat expressionlessly, finishing quickly. He tossed his utensils onto his plate, pushed back from the table, and

food into his mouth as he looked up at Brandon, "Mr. Crawley, you're done

by the food. His question only received

headed straight for the exit of the cafeteria. He had to

edge. As Brandon passed by, he didn't look at her, and his stride didn't falter; he just walked straight

Brandon. Their completely indifferent reactions made Don glance up at Sophia and then at the retreating figure of Brandon, suddenly feeling a bit

finished a few more bites and hurried after Brandon, still politely greeting Sophia's table as

help but look at Brandon's retreating figure and said to Don, "Mr. Crawley

reply, but his gaze