The Indifferent Ex-Husband Heartstrings in the Mall of Fate

Chapter 247

Sophia's eyes widened with a hint of struggle.

"If you're into it too, why not live it up while we've got the chance?"

His voice dropped to a low, seductive purr.

For a moment, Sophia wavered. She never played the martyr; every choice was a heart's call.

Whether it was getting intimate with Brandon for the first time, deciding to marry him, choosing divorce, or even last night's surrender - each time, she followed her gut.

Under the spell of this self-pep talk, she mustered a reckless courage. After all, as Brandon said, opportunities like this came once in a lifetime - might as well drink when the bar was open.

Being single, neither of them had any moral shackles of betrayal to worry about. This devil-may-care bravery made her ditch all reservations and awkwardness, pulling Brandon's neck down for a bold kiss.

Their lips met, igniting all the smoldering desires.

cradled her head, flipping the script, pushing her against the wall with a rough and

from outside.

symphony. The howling storm only

doorbell rang with the arrival of room service, the meal delivery awaited. The pressing sound was audible to both, but neither

abandon went on intermittently until the skies cleared the next

when tired, ate when hungry, and the rest of the time was unbridled indulgence. Sophia and Brandon had never gone this wild before. Her natural reserve and his

merely made in the bathroom. Daytime encounters, even

drop their deepest-held reserves. They had never been so utterly uninhibited with

with it an awkwardness, a sense of not knowing how to act. Daylight's sobering effect made the

that room, Sophia and Brandon tacitly agreed not to speak of those

lobby to check out, Kent and Don were already waiting. They'd been cooped up, bored to tears in a neighboring hotel, sharing a room and a bed with no privacy

soon as the wind died down, they hurriedly checked out and

and stood up, "Finally, we can head back. That darn storm nearly