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.

a property design," Sophia said, ambling

was pushing the cart, using his

both hands being injured, he seemed not used to letting a woman exert herself, quickly taking

design, Brandon furrowed his brows and looked

was surprised he knew about it and nodded,

back off? That project isn't really going to boost your career

did mention it, but I was already halfway through;

"I remember Ivan is in

on it with

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

just focused his attention back

them starting to tighten up again. She shifted her gaze to the seafood section they were passing

to glance at

it from someone," Sophia gave

made her the soup, claiming

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

the groceries into the kitchen, turning back to

Brandon didn't go to rest as told; instead, he followed

hand already took out the snakehead from the bag and started rinsing it under the tap with one hand. With his hands not being fully functional, Brandon

meal of three dishes and a soup. Serving the

eating. I'll head

was dishing up rice, with two

"Eat before you go."

towards her; maybe he pushed too hard or because he

stiffly while helping out, with just minor bends, unable to make large movements. His arms weren't broken,

her, he sat

frown as he picked up some food

gently set the

could feed you,

the end, Sophia hesitatingly offered, finding herself roped into a way of repaying her debt she

she had injured her right arm, and it was

and nodded slightly,

an

took his tableware, picked up a piece of

feeding, with warm breath mingling between them. Sophia's hand trembled as she held the tableware, shaking more the closer

Brandon was rather composed. He looked at her, "Let me do

tableware from her hand, still experiencing pain when bending his

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