The Indifferent Ex-Husband Heartstrings in the Mall of Fate

Chapter 233

Chapter 233

"So." Sophia glanced at his fridge, "Got anything to eat in there? I can whip something up for you."

"Fridge is bare." Brandon said, "There's a grocery store downstairs. I'll go with you."

Brandon had already bent over to pick up the keys from the table, "Let's roll."

Sophia hesitated, looking at him, "Last time I was sick in the hospital, I just lived off takeout."

So it was not like she was too precious to eat anything that wasn't freshly made.

Brandon gave her a look, "You never said you were against takeout."

Seeing that she wasn't keen on going, Brandon didn't push her.

"You hang tight here; I'll head down and buy some stuff," he said and turned to leave.

Sophia saw that both of his hands were injured, and in the end, she couldn't bear to let him, an injured man, go shopping and carry stuff.

"I should go; you just rest at home," she said, following him and reaching for the keys in his hand.

Brandon didn't hand them over, "Let's go together."

He had already pushed the door open. Sophia had no choice but to follow.

The supermarket was just downstairs. It wasn't big, but being in a high-end neighborhood, the selection was fresh and plentiful.

"What do you feel like eating?"

Surveying the array of ingredients, Brandon turned to ask Sophia.

"Don't worry about me; what do you want to eat?" Sophia replied, "I have to head back soon, got a project to rush tonight."

Brandon took a look at her, "Your boss is right here; no need to bust your gut."

Sophia pressed her lips, “I don't like to procrastinate."

Brandon nodded, acknowledging that was indeed Sophia's style. She always got things done today, never putting them off.

"What you been up to lately?" He asked, strolling through the seafood section with her, grabbing suitable ingredients and tossing them into the cart.

design," Sophia said, ambling along

cart, using his one

he seemed not used to letting a woman exert herself, quickly taking over

she was still working on the property design, Brandon furrowed his brows and looked at her, "That

knew about it

tell you to back off? That project

but I was already halfway through; didn't want to bail," Sophia said

"I remember Ivan is in

I'm working on

caught sight of the bandage on his left palm, recalling the glass he crushed yesterday, and her voice faltered to

say anything either, and just

She shifted her gaze to the seafood section they were passing by, pointing at a lively Northern snakehead, "Let's get one of these. I heard the soup is good for

at her, "You've

it from someone," Sophia gave an awkward

made her the

one. The rest of the groceries were relatively simple, all

groceries into the kitchen, turning back to Brandon, "You rest up. I'll be done in

go to rest as told; instead, he followed her into the kitchen. "Let

from the bag and started rinsing it under the tap with one hand. With his hands not being fully functional, Brandon could only help with the

whipped up a simple meal of three dishes and a soup. Serving the last

eating. I'll

rice, with

"Eat before you go."

too hard or because he couldn't bend his arm properly, Sophia

just minor bends, unable to make large movements. His arms weren't broken, but they were badly bruised from

her, after pushing the bowl towards her, he sat down at the table

as he picked up some food with his fork, and

the food and gently set the tableware down on

could feed you, if you

offered, finding herself roped into a way of repaying

injured her right

and nodded

out an embarrassed

up a piece of food, and hesitantly held it to his

due to the act of feeding, with warm breath mingling between them. Sophia's hand trembled as she

rather composed. He looked at

then took the tableware from her hand, still experiencing pain when bending

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