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."

in the other, glanced over

had no choice but to

at the two; their height difference and the way Ivan carried Sophia's soup made them look like a couple on the move. After watching them, he couldn't resist worrying

face was still the same old impassive facade. He didn't even glance at Sophia, just grabbed a

this time, the cafeteria was crowded, and since Marian, Don, and Cindy had already scoped out a quiet spot,

diagonally behind Sophia,

down at the table in front of Brandon, he couldn't

sat at a long table, with

up and chatting with Sophia. Even though they couldn't see Sophia's expression from their angle, Ivan's gentle smile

who was still

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

I'm in a bit of a

opposite Brandon and once again snuck a glance at him. Brandon continued to eat expressionlessly, finishing quickly. He tossed his utensils onto his plate,

who'd only had a few bites, quickly sped up his eating, stuffing food into his mouth as he looked up at Brandon, "Mr. Crawley, you're done

voice was muffled by the food. His question only received a light

exit of the cafeteria. He had to walk by Sophia's table on the

didn't look at her, and his stride didn't falter; he just walked straight

reactions made Don glance up at Sophia and then at the retreating figure of Brandon,

and hurried after

along, couldn't help but look at Brandon's retreating figure

smiled and didn't reply, but