The Indifferent Ex-Husband Heartstrings in the Mall of Fate

Chapter 450

Brandon didn't catch a wink of sleep all night.

Peeling apart Sophia and Yolanda was a painful and drawn-out process.

In truth, ever since the paternity test result with Martin came out over two years ago, he had stopped obsessing over whether Sophia was Yolanda.

Even if Sophia was Yolanda, without the childhood memories, she was simply Sophia, nothing more. So the test result didn't matter anymore.

He had come to realization that Yolanda was gone from this world and he had gradually come to terms with that reality.

Over the past couple of years, Sophia was just Sophia to him. He didn't dwell on Yolanda anymore, didn't look for Yolanda's shadow in her. It was only when Martin wanted Sophia to design works for the Frost family estate in Yolanda's name, and when Marian demanded a public apology under Yolanda's identity, that he unconsciously saw Sophia and Yolanda as one and the same, instinctively wanting to protect their reputation.

But after those two incidents, a nagging feeling would surface that Sophia was Yolanda, and that one day she might recall her childhood memories.

The issues between him and Sophia seemed on the surface to be problems between their parents, but Brandon knew full well that at the root of it all was Yolanda.

She had convinced herself that she was just a stand-in for Yolanda, a hurdle she couldn't get over. So, all resistance became a waste of time and effort in her eyes.

Thus, faced with the relentless pressure from his parents and the senseless interference from her family, she stopped trying to fight or make an effort, choosing instead to distance herself.

In her view, they, perhaps even he, weren't worth her time. She was always ready to bail, and could do so at any moment.

Therefore, it was only if she was Yolanda, the one with all the childhood and youthful memories, that she might drop all grudges and firmly choose to be with him.

However, the reevaluation of the paternity test report from Martin and Marian completely shattered that possibility.

For more than two years, he had avoided the topic, avoided mentioning Yolanda, subconsciously steering clear of that possibility.

But he hadn't expected.

spent the night in a haze of confusion and clarity.

the night his mother died, painfully and lucidly realizing she would never return. Yolanda wouldn't, and

through those times,

physically present, but her heart was never with him. And now, even the slim chance of her

next day, after waking up, neither Sophia nor

went about their usual routine: cooking, having breakfast, and then heading to

some time off, bought some

Yvonne were there, and they were both taken aback

sent to Sophia and that Sophia hadn't replied. She had thought Sophia wouldn't bother to come, so she was stunned for a bit before

for

senses.

on the other hand, was

here," he said, his tone the same as always, that patriarchal

reality and hurriedly greeted Sophia, "Sophia, you came to see dad. Come, take

she pulled a chair over

"Thanks," Sophia said softly.

smile. Her eyes couldn't help

was still wearing his grumpy

resist whispering a reminder,

ignored her, just glancing up at her, "You go get some rest.

hesitated, she didn't want to

dad might say something hurtful, or get himself

help to diffuse any tension when things

held sway despite his illness, and he shot her a

to talk to your sister-in-law. You don't need

throat lightly, "Go on back now." Patricia also signaled Yvonne with her eyes, "Go take care of Anna, mom's here." "Okay." Yvonne flicked a worried glance at Sophia, and then