The Indifferent Ex-Husband Heartstrings in the Mall of Fate

Chapter 290

Theresa's got this thick hair all neatly tied up into twin braids, coiled up on either side of her head with a hairband, and topped with soft, straight bangs—a total fairy princess 'do.

Brandon was staring at her hair, kinda spaced out, then slowly shifted his gaze back to Theresa.

The kiddo was still buzzing, counting her stuffed toy haul for the evening, fingers ticking them off one by one.

Maybe Brandon's stare was a bit too intense 'cause she sensed something, turned her head with a puzzled look, and caught his eye.

Seeing him so zoned out, she didn't quite get the grown-up vibe and just went, "Sir?"

Brandon cracked a smile, glanced over at her prize pile on the chair, and asked softly, "Time to head back, Theresa. Okay?"

Remembering their half-hour pact from earlier, she nodded, "Mhm," and scooted over to grab her loot.

She was a little one, so she could only hug a couple of the tinier ones.

She frowned at the remaining toys, didn't even think to ask Grace for help, and just looked up at Brandon with those big, round eyes, "Can you help me get these back to my place?"

He gave her a look, then nodded gently, "Sure."

Grace, who'd been killing time on her phone, heard them and quickly put it away, stepping in, "No need, I will carry them for you."

As she moved to start collecting them, Brandon stood up, "I've got this."

He picked up the biggest one, then bent down and scooped Theresa into his other arm.

With one arm around a toy and the other around Brandon, Theresa was over the moon knowing he'd agree to go to her house.

"My house is sooo big, really big," she said, drawing a huge circle in the air to show him.

In her tiny world, she didn't quite grasp 'big,' but to her, this house was way bigger than the one they had in Wye City, so it was huge in her eyes.

Brandon couldn't help but laugh at her exaggerated little gesture, "Oh yeah?"

Taking his doubt seriously, she nodded firmly, "Yep."

Seeing Brandon carrying her into the complex, she didn't forget to give him directions, "This way, that way."

he knew every turn, every

eyes grew darker and more enigmatic as they got closer to building

lived in building 3

at the entrance to

in, take the elevator, and we're at my place," she continued to

was still

entrance with her in his

in with her in his arms, and Grace

hand press the 18th floor and turned to look at Theresa. Theresa was also staring at the elevator button version and did not have any objection to the

elevator soon stopped on the

door familiarly as soon as she got

"Look, my home."

It was a completely different apartment type

of Brandon's visit to her house. His little body could not wait to lean in the direction of home and did

a small smile,

towards her front

a camera, blinking with a

the peephole

time he bumped into her and Theresa in Skyrim City. He'd investigated the cameras to no avail, and after returning from Skyrim City, he went straight to her place, just like now, standing in front of

gaze back then was sharp and piercing,

eyes were much calmer, yet still unfathomable and cool,

out

pursed her lips slightly and turned off

it was about, gave it a curious glance,

chuckled, moving forward and

and snuggled up to Brandon. Her cute act got a comforting pat on the shoulder

keys and

swung open to reveal a clean and tidy entryway and living room. Despite having a kid around, the place was spotless, shoes neatly

and orderly, lived-in but uncluttered, not giving away any personal

been transformed into a simple play area for kids, with a desk

the room, Grace explained with a smile, "Theresa's too young, we worry

and casually

three-bedroom apartment, two doors were closed tight,

living room led to