The Indifferent Ex-Husband Heartstrings in the Mall of Fate

Chapter 502

Marian had just shut down her computer, ready to bounce, when she looked up and caught Brandon eyeballing her. Her steps faltered, and she hung her head low, not quite daring to meet Brandon's gaze.

Ever since she got grilled by Brandon at the last press conference, where he had her spill the beans on the whole plagiarism fiasco, she had been scared stiff of him.

But woven into that fear was a tinge of envy for his unconditional defense of Sophia.

She wished she had someone who would have her back like that, no questions asked.

Brandon just glanced her way before shifting his attention to Cindy nearby. "Where's Director Yearwood?"

"She's already called it a day."

Cindy piped up quickly, equally wary of Brandon.

"That early?"

Brandon's brows knitted slightly as he shot a look toward Sophia's office, but he didn't press further and strode out.

Marian followed him out the door, keeping her distance.

While waiting for the elevator together, she couldn't help but murmur a greeting, "Mr. Crawley."

She didn't dare to be as casual as she was when she first walked in.

Brandon gave a noncommittal "hmm" and stepped into the elevator as soon as the doors slid open.

Marian hesitated, then followed him in.

She kept her distance, tucked away in a corner of the elevator, yet couldn't stop herself from stealing glances at Brandon.

All she could see was his profile-sharp, defined, and ridiculously handsome- sending her heart racing for no good reason.

But, by the time the elevator doors opened in the underground garage, she hadn't mustered the courage to strike up a conversation with Brandon.

The moment the doors opened, Brandon took long strides out of the elevator.

Marian hesitated, then called out, "Mr. Crawley."

Brandon paused, turning his head to look at her.

"I'm really sorry about using Sophia's designs," Marian said, clutching the strap of

her bag, head bowed in a sincere apology.

"You owe your apology to someone else, not me."

Brandon's reply was frosty, and he turned away to leave.

"I know," Marian hurried after him, "but I owe you an apology too."

Brandon didn't acknowledge her, just kept walking without looking back.

Marian bit her lip, feeling dejected but stubborn, and couldn't resist catching up to him. She raised her right hand, adorned with a beaded bracelet, revealing a vintage-looking Jesus bracelet on her fair wrist as her sleeve slipped down.

Brandon stopped dead in his tracks, his gaze shifting to the bracelet on her wrist, and then back to Marian.

Marian bit her lower lip, her eyes welling up, "Brandon, have you forgotten about our childhood too?"

Not far away, Sophia, who was about to get into her car by Kent's side, instinctively turned around at Marian's plaintive call of "Brandon." She caught sight of Marian, bracelet raised, looking vulnerable and on the verge of tears. She also noticed the momentary surprise on Brandon's face as he stared at the bracelet. Sophia's grip on the car door faltered slightly.

heart felt like it

sitting in the driver's seat, witnessed the whole scene and looked at Sophia with

hadn't expected to stumble upon this

was too crowded for such a talk, so they decided to head out. He didn't expect that the slight delay while descending would

Kent

him an apologetic smile, and then opened the car door,

start the car immediately but looked worriedly in the direction of Brandon and Marian, hesitating before turning to Sophia, "Aren't you

think it's a good time

looked at Kent,

hesitated for a

pinged with a notification at that moment. The jade carver she had contacted the night before had replicated a miniature version of the white jade Jesus and

of the

distraction and glanced at her phone, trying to make conversation to lighten the mood, "That white jade looks really nice."

it?" Kent asked with

replied, "I've had it

and chuckled, "I thought all girls liked to wear

responded softly, "I don't know why I wear

she spoke, her finger swiped away the image and exited the chat with the

carver.

from the salesgirl at the DIY shop from

set a time

Sophia's mind wandered. Her fingers hovered over the keyboard, typing out a message, [Hello, something

"won't need it," but halfway through, she hesitated, deleted the

the corner of his eye, could guess that she wasn't feeling great, even

how

clearly using her identity as Yolanda to remind Brandon that

didn't know how things would

though he understood Brandon, he couldn't predict his

matter of Yolanda,

tried to distract Sophia by changing the

you had something important to discuss with me. What's up?"

away.

the off button, and then looked over at Kent. "I

slightly, and his smile faded as he turned

Sophia said. "He acted all sorts of weird when we were in Zion City for that business trip. I suggested we switch teams back then, but he kept batting for them, yapping about how they're just honest farmhands and how tough it is to scrape by, and that we shouldn't be so quick to judge and give them the boot. I thought he was just a

Nell debacle, saw all the stakes, but

agreed, asking her, "Have you talked

shook her head.

considering the tension between them lately and the recent scene with Brandon and Marian, he swallowed his words and said to Sophia. "I'll mention it to Mr. Crawley later. He's sharper and has a keener eye for detail. Maybe he'll

Sophia nodded. "Yeah."

the deal with the construction

swapping them out," Kent said. "But finding the right

it won't be a snap to get

again. "No worries, as long as they're

"Right."

said, feeling they had

to an

dare to ditch Sophia mid-way and turned to her. "Let

care of. Just drop me off up front.

was easy to talk to, he kept the car rolling, not showing

out.

that despite his Mr. Nice Guy facade, anyone who could stick by Brandon's side right

give in

destination, there was no

'Corner Memories' DIY shop," Sophia finally caved,