The Indifferent Ex-Husband Heartstrings in the Mall of Fate

Chapter 260

Don caught the shift in Ivan's gaze and kinda got the gist of what had been bugging him.

As Ivan's friend, he got it.

If he were in Ivan's shoes, he couldn't say he'd be quick on the draw with decisions, either.

He didn't add anything more to it, just lifted his hand and gave Ivan a hearty slap on the shoulder, at a loss for words.

Sometimes, it's a split-second thought that puts worlds between us.

Ivan cracked a smile, all chill about it. "I know what I'm doing, no need to sweat it."

Don returned the smile, kept it short and sweet, and handed back the proposal.

"This plan's pretty solid, I'm down with it. If you and Sophia both give it the thumbs up, shoot it over to the client, let's see what they think."

Ivan nodded. "Got it."

Grabbing the proposal Don passed to him, Ivan said, "I'm gonna head back to my office."

Don nodded, watched him leave the room, and only after the door closed did he let out a long sigh.

He just felt like he had a headache.

Love-struck fools, both of 'em.

On one side, his friend who was practically his twin since diapers, and on the other, a confidant who's been there through work and life.

Both meant the world to him.

He had no idea how the two got tangled up together.

At six in the P.M., Don shot Brandon a text before shutting down his computer. [Heading out?]

As the matchmaker, he had to tag along for this dinner.

Just stepping out of the office, he bumped into Sophia, also on her way out.

out early?" Don

"Yeah."

gave an awkward chuckle, always felt a bit like a kid caught playing hooky when running into

face for a hint of sadness or disappointment about

sweet and pure, with a touch of that caught-in-the-act shyness,

him with a "Mr. Dempsey, you're

to nod and casually remind

said "Mr. Dempsey, I'll be off then" with a smile and made to leave. Don couldn't help

join Brandon for dinner

paused, then turned back to him softly saying, "I don't think it's appropriate for me to go, I won't intrude. I hope Mr. Crawley finds a nice

out of the elevator, stopped in his tracks, and threw a

to come down, her smile freezing slightly. Brandon's eyes calmly swept over her face, then shifted to

he turned and hit

kinda thrown-Brandon personally coming to fetch him wasn't

He glanced Brandon's way.

numbers on the elevator panel, his profile cool

if he caught

looked over

there, a faint awkwardness on

elevator doors

the button to hold the doors, his calm

on Sophia, who was caught in an awkward spot-should she hop in the elevator or wait

to go first, but Brandon wasn't letting go, just watching her, steady

prolonged open doors triggered the elevator's nagging

had no choice

lifted, and

elevator was

the ice with a smile at Sophia. "Heading home

have dinner with Ivan and just gave a noncommittal chuckle. "Got

was still with a client, so she headed

grinned. "Oh yeah? Anything I can

quickly. "No, it's nothing. Just meeting the

shot her

Sophia's smile stiffened uncomfortably.