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.

early?" Don asked with a

"Yeah."

felt a bit like a kid caught playing hooky when running into the boss at clock-out

to read her face for a hint of sadness or disappointment about

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

hit him with a "Mr. Dempsey,

him the perfect in to nod and casually remind

then" with a smile and made to leave. Don couldn't help himself and

dinner tonight, give him a little

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

Brandon stepped out of the elevator, stopped in his tracks, and threw

to come down, her smile freezing slightly. Brandon's

he turned and hit the elevator

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

He glanced Brandon's way.

numbers on the elevator

knows if he caught Sophia's

over at

there, a faint awkwardness on

elevator doors slid

stepped in, his finger lingering on the button to hold the doors, his calm gaze

his eyes now on Sophia, who was caught in an awkward

but Brandon wasn't

doors triggered the elevator's nagging

choice but to

and the

was dead

ice with a smile

have dinner with Ivan

still with a client, so

grinned. "Oh yeah? Anything I can help

it's nothing. Just meeting the

shot her

Sophia's smile stiffened uncomfortably.