The Indifferent Ex-Husband Heartstrings in the Mall of Fate

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

the cart, using

woman exert herself, quickly taking over the cart-pushing as soon as they hit the

was still working on the property design, Brandon furrowed his brows and

knew about

tell you to back off? That project isn't really going to boost

did mention it, but I was already halfway

Ivan is in charge of

on it

caught sight of the bandage on his left palm, recalling the glass he

say anything either, and just focused his attention back on

the tension that had just eased between them starting to tighten up again. 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

glance at her, "You've researched

someone,"

baby, Grace made her the soup, claiming it

not probing further, and asked the staff to net one. The rest of

they got back, Sophia naturally took the groceries into the kitchen, turning back to

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

his right 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

simple meal of three dishes and a soup. Serving the last dish, she untied her apron and

start eating. I'll

rice, with two

"Eat before you go."

her; maybe he pushed too hard or

recalled how he could only handle things stiffly while helping out, with just minor bends, unable to make large movements. His arms weren't broken, but they were

the bowl towards her,

him frown as he picked up some

the food and gently set the

feed you, if you

end, Sophia hesitatingly offered, finding herself roped into

last time Brandon saved her, she had injured her right arm,

glanced at her and nodded slightly, "That'd

let out an

of food, and hesitantly held it to

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

was rather composed. He looked at

from her hand, still experiencing