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.

had passed away when the groom was a kid, and his dad had remarried. Following the wedding, the groom made a special trip to

just happened to be there,

eyes as he presented his bride, proud of his love but regretful his mother couldn't see him wed and start

struck a chord

imagined she would encounter a similar situation, albeit with a

was just the difference between love and its

in Brandon's eyes, Yolanda was the

night of drunken revelry. Even though she knew

at times, but never had

a tinge of hate

been upfront with her-that he was just chasing Yolanda's shadow in

have thought of him repeatedly, wouldn't have allowed herself to succumb when they reconnected years later, and all

found herself wishing that their

the night scene beyond,

the

rain swept in, bringing cool droplets

and cautioned,

in to prevent the rain from