The Indifferent Ex-Husband Heartstrings in the Mall of Fate

Chapter 259

Don caught a glimpse of Ivan flipping through that West district restaurant collection and couldn't help but take a second look.

"You're into this stuff?" he asked with a chuckle, "I thought you weren't big on eating out."

He and Ivan went way back and had a pretty good handle on each other's habits. Ivan grew up with a silver spoon, always picky about where he laid his head and what he put on his plate-mostly home-cooked, light, and healthy grub.

He never had much of an appetite for the fare at eateries outside, always complaining about the heavy grease and smoke, and he definitely wasn't the type to keep tabs on the city's culinary scene.

"Just browsing."

Ivan responded with a smile, without lifting his gaze, seriously engrossed in the album's descriptions.

Don just grinned, figuring Ivan was killing time out of sheer boredom, and didn't take it to heart, refocusing on the design proposal in his hands.

Ivan's attention was still locked on the album too.

The first part of the album was all about the trendy regional eateries-pretty much the same vibe, bustling and loud.

As Ivan flipped through, his brows began to furrow in annoyance, only to relax when he stumbled upon a restauranrt, his attention captured by the style in the photos.

He remembered Sophia had a thing for Zenithan vibes.

She was the quiet type, always drawn to serene and peaceful places.

Definitely her cup of tea.

And his too.

up, he looked up to find Ivan lost

you

"Nothing much."

the album, turning to Don,

laughed as he closed the

"Yeah, we tweaked it together. Just finished up at her place and

was somewhat surprised, "She's in the mood for

somewhat affected, but chuckling and shaking his head, it seemed Sophia wasn't

life and work really

like Brandon, she

her nature or if, maybe,

quite see through

the changing expressions on Don's face and got

he wasn't a fan of the underlying suggestion

shouldn't meddle

as always straight to

mind during the meeting, but he'd held

glanced at him

and serious, a seriousness

Don frowned slightly.

stood up, his own expression turning serious, "You've always been sharper than me. You probably see what's really going on

waver at his words, "Some things, you gotta try or you'll never see any results. You have to give it a shot to know if it

earnestness caught Don

a moment, then couldn't help

trailed off, "You've known her for so many years. Why

added. "Maybe too young, I guess." Ivan couldn't help but smile, a trace of nostalgia and self-mockery in his tone, "I liked her, sure, but facing graduation and not even being in the same city anymore, I was more rational. Long-distance relationships seemed doomed, and I didn't want to waste my time on something that wouldn't last, so I chose to