The Indifferent Ex-Husband Heartstrings in the Mall of Fate

Chapter 266

Sophia froze, then when she snapped back to reality and tried to push him away, her hand had barely touched his chest before he grabbed it.

She struggled fiercely, tears falling harder the more she fought, while Brandon's embrace tightened and his kisses grew more forceful.

All of Sophia's resistance came to a halt under his increasingly intense and heavy kisses, morphing into a slightly vengeful smooching. Unconsciously, her hands tugged at Brandon's shirt, heedlessly vying for dominance.

Her retaliation unleashed the beast within Brandon.

When she struggled to stand and overpower him, Brandon's hand flipped and plunged into her hair, taking firm control. As his lips pressed deeper, he half- twisted her body, planting her firmly on the couch.

Their uncontrolled tangle turned into a wildfire.

The blaze spread from the couch to the bedroom.

Both hearts were heavy with anger and grievances, their physical tangle

becoming the perfect outlet for their emotions.

Both were a little ruthless, throwing caution to the wind, but as they pressed on in their desperate entanglement, they slowly cooled down.

Eventually, all movements ceased.

Brandon was still holding her tight, her head buried in the crook of his neck, neither able to see the other's face.

Their skin, pressed together, was made sticky by sweat.

Once reason returned, the awkwardness hit them once again.

Sophia hesitated before nudging Brandon, not quite sure how to face him.

didn't budge but instead held her

to stay still,

a while, Brandon let

up to fetch her some

the sheets, too

care of myself," she

at her, gave a gentle nod, and said, "I'll be waiting

door behind him

living room was

couch was all wrinkled and

strewn all over the

for someone to deliver a

They arrived swiftly.

on the bedroom door. "I've had some clothes brought

leave them at the bathroom

came from the

door open and placed

for you here," he said, looking

"Mhm."

Sophia responded faintly.

linger, walking out of the master bedroom. He glanced at the couch, wrinkled with other traces left behind, and couldn't help but

couch and wiped it

she saw was Brandon cleaning the couch. She blushed and

back at

eyes darting away from

out the last wrinkle on the couch, seeing Sophia still standing there awkwardly, he got up and poured her a glass of