The Indifferent Ex-Husband Heartstrings in the Mall of Fate

Chapter 554

Brandon scooped her up and pulled her in close, gently patting her back and whispering soothing words, feeling a pang of guilt eating him up inside. He hadn't expected Theresa to wake up in the middle of the night, let alone be freaked out by it.

Before Sophia's accident, Theresa had always slept like a log till dawn. Sophia's sudden exit hit both him and Theresa like a ton of bricks.

Even though she consoled herself in her letter, saying that her stint on earth was perhaps just to repay all the karmic debts she owed, and once squared, she could ascend back to her own world, that wasn't the ending she deserved.

This was the result of someone's foul play.

She would never have willingly cut ties with him and left Theresa to face the world all alone. The moment she decided to bring Theresa into the world, sticking around to see her grow up was part of the plan. But someone's malice had stripped her of that right and robbed Theresa of the happy life she was meant to have.

Brandon's hand, resting on Theresa's shoulder, started to move more slowly, and beneath his lowered eyelids, his eyes turned icy cold.

Kent, standing to the side, caught the sharp chill crystallizing in Brandon's eyes. It was the look of hate pushed to the extreme, of ruthlessness personified.

He knew all too well that the old Brandon, cool and calm as distant mountains and rivers, might be gone for good.

Sophia was the warmth underpinning all his tenderness. With her gone, it was like his soul had been yanked out.

But seeing Brandon now, with that intense ruthlessness in his eyes, Kent would rather deal with this Brandon than the one who was too pained to speak earlier. At least this way, there was something fueling him to keep going.

"Any news from the construction site these past few days?"

Watching Theresa slowly fall asleep on his shoulder with his comforting, Brandon finally spoke up. His voice was still hoarse but carried a hint of venom as he eliberately lowered it.

whispered back, careful not to wake the now peacefully sleeping Theresa, "Everyone's sticking to the site for now, but there are some

me the

urge, "Mr. Crawley, you should get some rest tonight. Take care of yourself first. I've

had slept. After Sophia's disappearance, Brandon had collapsed twice from sheer exhaustion, a so-called self-preservation mechanism kicking in, but to put it bluntly, he was dancing on the edge of sudden death, and Kent was genuinely scared

on his chest, then back at him, "You should head back and rest too. You've been

just a phone call, and there's a whole crew at

"You rest up, Mr. Crawley. I've got

"No need."

well aware of how hard Kent had been working, "You go get

Brandon played the Theresa card, so he nodded, "Then give me a ring if you need

some rest," Brandon

too," Kent agreed, bobbing

farewell, Kent turned to leave when Brandon suddenly called

Kent looked back, puzzled.

"Thank you," said Brandon.

momentarily stunned, and then quickly smiled, "Mr. Crawley, why the formality? We're all

unexpectedly moved by Brandon's sudden show of sentiment, filled with a

a smile in response. He was never one to smile much, and smiling during such times was even

and admiration. After a final "Take care", he left,

reclaimed the room, that Brandon looked away, his eyes