The Indifferent Ex-Husband Heartstrings in the Mall of Fate

Chapter 217

Sophia gave a slight nod, "Yeah, all good now."

"Gotta take better care of yourself." Brandon said, "Work ain't everything."

Sophia couldn't help but chuckle, "Funny hearing that from you."

Brandon cracked a smile too but didn't bite. They sat in a corner, not making a beeline for the private room.

The crowd that had gathered for the juicy gossip was still dining in the cafeteria, sneaking peeks over at them, curiosity written all over their faces, and couldn't help speculating about Sophia's identity.

Even though Sophia and Brandon had been married for two years, she rarely visited the company. On the rare occasions she did, it was straight to the top floor via Brandon's private elevator, so most folks didn't recognize her, let alone know about her relationship with Brandon.

But everyone had seen Brandon ditch the brave girl who confessed her feelings and beeline straight to Sophia.

They clearly saw the tenderness in Brandon's eyes, yet all he did was ask her out for a meal. Now, they were just eating like any two old pals. Thought they had a juicy story, but turned out they got zip.

Sophia noticed the curious looks from the people around. She glanced at Brandon; Brandon's face was calm as ever. Both tacitly avoided bringing up the recent scene to maintain the peace they were enjoying.

They had the most harmonious yet polite meal since they reunited.

It felt vaguely like going back to those two years of marriage, minus the intimacy, that bone-deep, unrestrained, fiery affection.

The elevator stopped on the seventeenth floor. The doors opened, and Brandon saw Ivan walking from the printer towards the office with some design plans.

Ivan happened to look up and catch Brandon's eye. Brandon looked away and turned to Sophia.

"I'm here," Sophia said as she turned to bid goodbye to Brandon.

"Uh-huh," Brandon nodded.

Sophia stepped out of the elevator. Brandon watched her leave.

The elevator doors closed, and their expressions slowly faded with them. Things just weren't the same anymore.

Don had stepped out for a call and missed the midday drama, but he caught the gist from the fiery chat logs and videos shared in the work group.

lunch was over, he bolted straight to

big picture

this chick? She chased you all

his hand propping his chin,

daughter," he replied without

a crowd. Seems like true love to me," Don remarked,

shot him a

I might've said 'yes'

if I

Don was stumped.

him, "I was wondering today, if Tia was Sophia

him, "You'd have turned

Brandon nodded slowly.

senior Sophia had told him she liked him, he probably would've said no. Back then when he hadn't gained much of life experience, he hadn't realized what Sophia meant to

him better than he knew himself, so

of today wouldn't, but the seventeen-year-old Sophia was

gaze.

"I can't figure out what's going on between

ways, finding our

and mingle, no strings

to sit on Brandon's desk. Brandon just glanced at him,

"Still looking?" Don inquired.

paused, then looked at him,

"That girl today?"

right for

Your folks and hers are trying to

voice chilled, "There's

sensed Brandon's mood shift, puzzled by his recent aversion

"You've been very resistant to Yolanda

"Yolanda's never

for a bit. He often felt the same looking at Marian Barlow, but he

Don tried a different angle, "You really not