The Indifferent Ex-Husband Heartstrings in the Mall of Fate

Chapter 574

The old lady was still completely in the dark about Sophia's situation, just like every time before, looking at him with eyes full of hope, wishing to catch a snippet of news about Sophia from him.

Louis, who was supporting Renata, glanced worriedly at Brandon, and Gerald and Rachel were biting their tongues, looking at him as if they were walking on eggshells, scared he might spill the beans and the old lady wouldn't be able to handle the blow.

Brandon caught their looks but still managed a forced smile towards Renata, "She's...been on a business trip out of town recently, hasn't had the chance to swing by and see you."

Louis, Gerald, and Rachel visibly breathed a sigh of relief, all shifting their gazes towards Renata.

"You see, I told you, Sophia's got her hands full with work, can't break away just yet, but she'll definitely drop by when she's got time," Louis consoled her in a gentle voice.

But the disappointment was written all over the old lady's face, impossible to hide, "But it's been ages since she came to see me; she won't pick up my calls, doesn't reply to my WhatsApp messages. Does she hate me now?"

As she spoke, she began to wallow in self-blame, scolding herself for always pestering Sophia, making her not want to talk with her anymore.

Brandon felt a lump in his throat, a familiar tightness rising slightly. He suppressed it and said warmly to Renata, "Renata, Sophia doesn't hate you. She's just swamped with work right now, hasn't had a chance to check her phone. When she...gets back, I'll make sure she gets in touch with you."

For Renata, who had recognized Sophia as Yolanda at first sight and had always been fiercely protective and doting of her, Brandon couldn't bring himself to show any disrespect, nor could he stand to see her misunderstand Sophia.

Renata's face seemed to brighten a bit thanks to his reassurance, but she couldn't help worrying, reminding him, "You have to take good care of Sophia, don't let her overdo it. And make sure she takes care of herself, gets plenty of rest. It's getting colder; she should bundle up, absolutely can't afford to catch a chill."

"I will." Brandon interrupted the old lady's rambling with a choked voice, not daring

to stay any longer, fearing his wavering emotions might raise suspicion. He

"Mrs. Renata Frost, you

wasn't until he got back into the car that he could finally let

crushing his chest in

at him with concern,

him off, stopping

Even speaking seemed to take all his

to delay any longer,

sat in the back seat, pressing his palm against his chest, gasping for air, struggling to ignore the

of the caring instructions Renata had given him. He hadn't taken good care of her, couldn't remind her to dress warmly, to not get cold, especially now, in

her, he saw her bump into Dennis, Jerry, and a man he didn't recognize. He had to stop in his tracks and watch from the shadows, but unexpectedly

too far apart for him to hear what Brandon was saying to them, but judging by the pale look on Dennis'

leaving the

was in a state of panic. Although he had impulsively

avoidance these past

with the risk of being exposed, Augus

fear, he holed up at home all

with hunger had to muster up

of the neighborhood, a vaguely familiar black Cayenne screeched to a halt in

in alarm. The passenger side window rolled down,

more panic, but he still managed to

smiley, "Not

took off to see a doctor,"