The Indifferent Ex-Husband Heartstrings in the Mall of Fate

Chapter 463

Brandon ducked out of the office before quitting time.

The moment the door swung open, there was Theresa, playing solo on the play mat.

The setting sun streamed through the balcony, casting a pale yellow light in the chilly living room, somehow carrying a tinge of lonely desolation.

Brandon couldn't help but gaze at Theresa, lost in thought, while the image of Sophia leaving with her suitcase haunted his mind.

He slightly turned his head, his Adam's apple bobbing intensely in the dying light of the sun.

Grace, busy with her tasks, looked up to see him and greeted him, "Mr. Crawley, you're back."

Hearing the voice, Theresa, engrossed in her toys, looked up and, spotting Brandon home from work, was over the moon. She dropped her toys and scampered over to him with a pitter-patter of little feet.

Brandon squatted down and opened his arms to catch the little tornado that was Theresa.

"Did Mommy come home today?" he asked, smoothing her tousled hair with a soft voice.

"Mhm," Theresa nodded, "She said she had to go on a business trip."

"And did she mention when she would be back?" Brandon inquired.

Theresa pouted and shook her head, looking a bit downcast but soon perked up again, "But Mommy said she'll call me whenever she gets a chance."

"Hmm," Brandon hummed in response, gently stroking her hair, falling silent.

That evening, Brandon, as usual, took Theresa for dinner, went for a walk with her, but perhaps because Sophia wasn't there, these simple, cozy routines felt oddly hollow and tasteless.

Theresa, still young, didn't grasp the sting of parting too deeply and threw herself wholeheartedly into the fun at the playground.

But Brandon was somewhat distracted.

He even felt time dragging on unbearably.

know how Sophia felt during the

since she had chosen to go solo, it must have been

one

one affected by this marriage

within him like a caged beast on a

so intense it nearly turned his love into

he hated that

had once said. how good it

Brandon bathed Theresa and coaxed her

hadn't called at

who usually fell asleep early, was reluctant to do so,

be busy with work and hasn't had a chance to call you yet," Brandon coaxed softly, "How about you go to sleep first, and when she is done, she'll

child, nodded obediently at her

closed her eyes, and soon drifted

for a while before

phone lay still,

snatched it up and dialed Sophia's

the number you have dialed

by the chilly politeness

up abruptly and

In the hotel.

was on the phone with Grace, checking on

about Theresa's day, "Mr. Crawley came home earlier tonight, had dinner with her, and then took

at all today?"

good," Grace replied, "Why

been swamped, just

me to

her sleep," Sophia stopped her, "I'll call

then, you get some rest,

"Yeah, you too."