The Indifferent Ex-Husband Heartstrings in the Mall of Fate

Chapter 225

Sophia hailed a cab and headed home solo.

The sky was just beginning to dim, right in the midst of the busiest, most vibrant time on the streets.

Under the neon lights, it boasted a bustling hive of endless traffic.

A light drizzle had started, not heavy-just a gentle patter, signaling the approach of autumn's chill.

Perched in the backseat of the taxi, Sophia rested her head against the window, captivated by the dance of the raindrops on the glass.

The windows were tightly shut, and the rain traced winding paths down the pane, diverging into unseen rivulets.

Sophia's mood was as murky as the night outside, oppressed by an indefinable weight.

"You had no idea Patricia wasn't Brandon's real mom, did you?"

Don's expression of shock reverberated in her head.

She thought she had moved on from Brandon after two years of divorce, that she wouldn't be affected by the past events. But the old stories unexpectedly resurfaced, bringing with them a sharp twinge of pain.

Her mind drifted to a wedding she had attended years before.

trip to honor his mother, telling her with utmost reverence, "Mom, this is your daughter-in-law, Maggie. We tied the

just happened to be

his bride, proud of his love but

had struck

would encounter a

that was just the difference between love

Yolanda was the fitting

night of drunken revelry. Even though she knew better, being confronted with the stark

at times, but

today, Sophia felt a tinge of hate

have been upfront with her-that he

year, she wouldn't have clung to the warmth he brought her at seventeen, wouldn't have thought of him repeatedly, wouldn't have allowed herself to succumb when they reconnected years later, and all the

that their

obscuring the entire window and the night scene beyond, the neon lights appearing as

cracked the window

bringing cool droplets to

glance at her and cautioned, "Miss, it's coming down

leaning in to prevent the rain from dampening the