The Indifferent Ex-Husband Heartstrings in the Mall of Fate

Chapter 226

Sophia flashed her daughter a comforting smile, "It's pouring outside. Mommy got soaked, so I need to go inside and change out of these wet clothes. Don't worry, darling."

Theresa nodded, somewhat confused, "Emm."

She then quickly urged her mother, "Mommy, hurry."

Sophia chuckled and nodded, "Alrighty."

She took a hot shower.

The warmth washed away the day's exhaustion and the puffiness from her eyes.

When Sophia emerged from the bathroom, she felt refreshed and reinvigorated.

The ever-curious Susan immediately pounced on her with a bit of juicy gossip, "Your senior declared his love for you today?"

Sophia gave her a glance, "Where did you hear that?"

Susan shrugged, "C'mon, it wasn't a secret meeting; other students were there too, you know."

The other students who were invited too had been witnesses to the declaration, with one even broadcasting it live in the class group chat.

Sophia, not a member of the group chat, was unaware of this whole thing.

"Why did you turn down your senior?" Susan asked curiously, actually quite supportive of Ivan.

Back in college, it was evident that Ivan was fond of Sophia. But probably due to graduation, living in different cities, or something else, he had disappeared after graduation and hadn't pursued her further.

Sophia paused mid-hair-dry at Susan's words, then looked at her and said, "Isn't that just another Brandon in making?"

Susan paused, struck by the comparison, but then shook her head.

"That's different," she countered, "with Brandon, you were smitten. With Ivan, he's the one smitten with you. Loving and being loved definitely not the same thing."

Sophia looked at her, "That would only make another 'Sophia.' I know all too well the bitterness of unrequited love. I'm not about to mislead an honest man. Ivan deserves better."

Susan fell silent.

"But you didn't even give him a chance. What if that constantly being around someone might kindle something?" Susan, after quite a while, found her voice again.

"We had spent a whole year together when he was our class advisor," Sophia explained, "followed by another two years as classmates in Wye City. If there were any sparks, we would have felt them a long time ago."

Susan persisted, "But circumstances were different back then. The first time you were hung up on Brandon, the second time you were pregnant. How could you possibly notice someone else's good qualities?"

Sophia stood firm, "And that's exactly why I can't toy with his affections."

"You haven't hidden anything from him. If he's pursuing willing, how can it be called 'toy with his affections'?"

"Stringing him along without reciprocation is toying," Sophia said, looking at Susan seriously, "Susan, love should be mutual. Unrequited love is unfair to the one pouring their heart out. It can't endure. Eventually, the imbalance and exhaustion will set in."

"What about Brandon, then?" Susan asked, "I've heard he caused quite a scene today."

Sophia's face grew colder, "Susan, I don't want to talk about him."

Susan looked at Sophia worriedly-it was the first time she had seen Sophia so emphatically refuse to discuss Brandon.

Even the little girl playing nearby sensed the shift in the atmosphere, her big, expressive eyes fixed on Sophia in confusion.

Sophia looked back at Theresa with thoughtful eyes.

simply squatted down and gently

"Not at all."

her with a smile, then lifted her, "Do you want

"Yeah!"

the little girl immediately brightened up at the change of subject, eagerly handing Sophia

"Tell Mommy where to

to place the blocks, seriously and

profile, Sophia found herself momentarily

bore a

mansion, Brandon got

worried, followed suit, not even bothering with his own vehicle. He

his car, offering to

of commission, Don

silent throughout. He didn't ask Don to

injured, the shards of glass embedded deep

help but frown at the sight, "What

and couldn't

picking out glass with tweezers, and

at it, glancing at Brandon

remained calm, just impassively letting the

treatment lasted

did Brandon show pain, nor did he utter a word, his face

but found it hard to say anything

a clear perspective; and they refused to

for over

a blow that had deeply affected him. It took him a while to recover from the dark period

had molded his view on life into

it was parting ways in life or through death, loved ones will always leave someday, and

arm's length, and you

he didn't keep pets

ensure

but it was precisely his restraint that rendered Brandon

appeared to

how much

his inner struggle was likely a battle

head and heart.

remove any disruptive elements from his

his composure

down to severing

long Brandon would wrestle

him off at his

"You good, Brandon?"

"I'm fine."

two words, spoken

soon as he finished speaking, Brandon

rest, no need to worry about me,"

tone.

Don signaled his agreement, paused, and couldn't

"Don't bother with her."

Brandon cut him off.

not in the

on that wound,"

he remained concerned. After all, Brandon was