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.

Don asked

"Yeah."

a bit like a kid caught playing hooky when running into

hint of sadness or disappointment about Brandon's blind date,

pure, with a touch of that caught-in-the-act shyness, seemingly oblivious

hit him with a "Mr. Dempsey, you're

in to nod and

said "Mr. Dempsey, I'll be off then" with a smile

don't you join Brandon for dinner tonight, give him a

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 girl,

out of the elevator, stopped in his tracks,

freezing slightly. Brandon's eyes calmly swept over her face, then shifted to Don. "Let's

that, he turned and hit the elevator

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

He glanced Brandon's way.

descending numbers on the elevator panel,

knows if he caught

looked over at

standing there, a faint awkwardness on her face, hesitating toward

elevator doors

hold the doors, his calm gaze now on Don, face

but Brandon's finger didn't budge from the button, his eyes now on Sophia, who was caught

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

triggered the elevator's nagging

choice but to

and the doors began to

elevator was

a smile at Sophia. "Heading home

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

with a client, so she headed down

Anything I

"No, it's nothing. Just meeting

her a

Sophia's smile stiffened uncomfortably.