The Indifferent Ex-Husband Heartstrings in the Mall of Fate

Chapter 240

The front desk had turned to her and Brandon. "Ladies and gentlemen, could you please show your ID?"

Brandon passed over his ID, then turned to Sophia.

Sophia hesitated a bit.

"Maybe I should check online to see if there are any hotel rooms available nearby," she said tentatively.

Brandon didn't push her. "You check."

Sophia whipped out her phone, opened the app, and searched. It turned out all the nearby hotels were booked solid.

There was one room available 8 kilometers away, but the weather outside was nasty, with strong winds and heavy rain.

Sophia tried calling to ask, and indeed, there was one room left.

After hanging up, Sophia looked at Brandon uncertainly. "There's a hotel 8 kilometers away with a room. Maybe I should just stay there."

"You came with me, it's my duty to ensure your safety," Brandon said to her calmly. "I can't let you go stay in a hotel so far away all by yourself."

He glanced outside the door. "The weather's not fit for driving now."

Sophia still hesitated, her eyes flicking to the remaining room - just a double room.

A twin room would have been more convenient, a double room always felt a bit awkward.

"Lady?"

Seeing Sophia's hesitation, the receptionist looked at her and Brandon, puzzled.

She had assumed they were a couple or married.

Brandon simply extended his hand toward Sophia. "ID, please."

When it came to safety, Brandon was always firm.

Two years ago, when Sophia was found to be pregnant in Wye City, Brandon had adopted the same tough stance to prevent her from living alone.

Sophia had no choice.

The howling wind and pouring rain made it impossible for her to make it

a cab would have been

handed her ID

handing back the

are your IDs and room cards, please keep them safe. Your room is on the first floor of the building in the back, just turn right out the

pointed them in the

receptionist's direction and

a homestay vibe, featured rooms with a distinctive design style - independent shell-shaped rooms, each with its own

area.

the IDs and room

he and Sophia headed towards

long-handled umbrellas by the

the storm outside was violent, with raindrops being

Brandon walked side by side, but as the wind brought the raindrops down, Brandon

and couldn't help but look

her through the storm, his face calm as he looked

to hold her

reached the door of their room, their clothes

Brandon unlocked the door.

clean and tidy, decorated in a cozy

closed, the storm was instantly shut

that the room had just one 1.8-meter-wide bed and a

Brandon's wife for two years, still felt uneasy when

go freshen

noticed her clothes, wet at the hem and shoulders, and told her. Sophia

a last-minute business trip, and no one had planned to stay

no one had packed a change

there was

realized this

then decided to call the front

long before

dryer,

"It's okay."