The Indifferent Ex-Husband Heartstrings in the Mall of Fate

Chapter 299

"I'm going to take a nap," Sophia couldn't help but remind him.

"Go ahead. I won't bother you," Brandon said, already following her out the door without any hint of taking off.

"No, you don't get it," Sophia was a bit frazzled, "I mean I'm heading back to catch some sleep, probably for the rest of the day. What are you even doing here?"

Hanging out with someone who's sleeping is pointless.

"Don't worry about me, I've got my own schedule," Brandon reassured her, "Just focus on getting your beauty sleep."

"I can't sleep well with you around," Sophia admitted frankly.

Brandon glanced at her, "Sounds like a guilty conscience is keeping you up."

Sophia was at a loss for words.

Brandon's hand was already gently resting on her shoulder, nudging her forward as he spoke in a calm tone, "Instead of dilly-dallying here with me, you might as well head back and rest up."

"I remember a time when you weren't so keen on keeping me company," Sophia murmured, "Now that I'm practically gonna pass out, and you suddenly want to play the watchful guardian. Brandon, seems like you're the one with a guilty conscience."

"Alright, I'm guilty," Brandon admitted with ease, "I dropped the ball on looking after your feelings before. That's on me, so now I want to make it right."

don't need

to hear her, Brandon was already ushering her

for the keypad, hesitating slightly over the button for the 15th floor while his eyes glanced at

button for

here?" she asked softly, "I really don't want

her, "Is it that

Sophia nodded lightly, "Yes."

take the design director position. You drove me to the airport that day and said that Don would be mainly handling the branch office, and you wouldn't be around much. The Zenitha-style resort project had its own team, so you told me not to worry about you

Since you've been back, I've been to your 17th-floor office less than five times.

Sophia was speechless.

and Brandon

out in silence

her door,

wavering, not wanting to hand them

soft-hearted. When I need to be tough, nobody's out-toughed me yet," Brandon continued, looking at her, "Don't make me apply the tactics I use on

a loss for

didn't wait for a response, taking the keys from her hand and

he nudged her into the apartment, "Don't overthink it. I won't do anything