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."

knew every turn, every

and more enigmatic

lived in

Brandon stopped at the entrance to building 3, as Theresa

at my place,"

her again. Theresa was

entrance with her in his arms, she bent over and

door opened, Brandon walked in with her in his arms, and Grace

turned to look at Theresa. Theresa was also staring at

soon stopped on the

pointed at her door familiarly as

"Look, my home."

her home. It was a completely different apartment type

to her house. His little body could not wait to lean in the direction of home and did not forget to

a small

carried her towards her

camera, blinking

peephole but

that 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

was sharp and piercing, like it was laced with ice

time, his eyes were much calmer, yet still unfathomable and cool, like the depths of

figure out

turned off her phone screen

the camera, didn't get what it was about, gave it a curious glance, and turned to rush Grace, "Grace, open

chuckled, moving forward and playfully

giggled shyly at Grace's tease, and snuggled up to Brandon. Her cute act got a comforting pat on

pulled out her keys and

clean and tidy entryway and living room. Despite having a kid around, the place was spotless, shoes neatly stored in

scanned the living room. It was spacious and orderly, lived-in but uncluttered, not giving away any

a simple play area for kids, with a desk nearby, also clear

smile, "Theresa's too young, we worry she'd stuff things into her mouth, so we're careful not to leave stuff lying

nodded, and casually looked

two doors were closed tight, only one-the children's room-was

living room led to a