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.

Ivan lost in thought staring at

got you

"Nothing much."

head and closed the album, turning to Don,

Don laughed as he closed the proposal folder and inquired, "By the way, have you shown

Just finished up at her place and

"She's in the mood for this

shaking his head, it seemed Sophia wasn't just all talk

work

Brandon, she was

a tough streak in her

couldn't quite see through

caught the changing expressions on Don's face and got what

but he wasn't a fan of the underlying

shouldn't meddle in

said bluntly, as always straight

his mind during the

glanced at him

and serious, a seriousness

Don frowned slightly.

serious, "You've always been sharper than me. You probably see what's really going on with those two better than I

or you'll never see any results. You have to give it a shot to know if

earnestness caught Don off

him for a moment, then couldn't

her for so many years. Why haven't

could one hold back feelings for so many years? "College is the prime time for romance, all that free time and passion," he 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