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

"Yeah."

gave an awkward chuckle, always felt a bit like a kid caught

trying to read her face for a hint of

with a touch of

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

in to nod and casually

with a smile and made to leave.

Brandon for dinner tonight, give

me to go,

elevator, stopped in his tracks, and

slightly. Brandon's eyes calmly

he turned and

personally coming to fetch him

He glanced Brandon's way.

fixated on the descending numbers on the elevator

he caught Sophia's

looked over at

still standing there, a faint awkwardness on

doors

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

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

first, but Brandon wasn't letting go, just watching

prolonged open doors triggered the

no choice but

lifted, and the

elevator was dead

to break the ice with a smile at

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

client, so she

yeah? Anything I can help

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

her a

Sophia's smile stiffened uncomfortably.