The Indifferent Ex-Husband Heartstrings in the Mall of Fate

Chapter 581

Brandon headed back to West district from Zion City as dawn was just breaking.

Don, not quite at ease, tagged along all the way to Brandon's place and crashed at the Crawley family pad for a bit.

The room still looked like Sophia was there, her presence lingering in every corner. Taking in the room, the memories of Sophia flooded back, hitting Don right in the feels, just like when he was at the office. Every time he passed her empty office, or noticed her vacant seat during meetings, he felt an emptiness inside.

Now, standing in Brandon and Sophia's home, facing this stark reminder that things would never be the same, Don found it tough to wrap his head around it.

His relationship with Sophia had been nothing more than boss and employee, with a sprinkle of friendship, yet even that weighed heavy on him. He couldn't even begin to fathom how Brandon and Theresa coped with this day in, day out.

"Brandon."

Seeing Brandon also lost in a daze, staring at a corner of the room, Don gently suggested, "Maybe you should consider moving back with Theresa."

Brandon didn't turn around, and just murmured hoarsely, "What if she comes back and can't find us?"

Don fell silent. He wasn't under any illusion that Brandon was talking about Sophia coming back to life.

It was the fear that, if by some chance her spirit did return, it wouldn't be able to find him and Theresa.

Feeling a lump in his throat, Don found himself at a loss for words, simply patting Brandon's shoulder silently.

"You head back; I'm alright," Brandon said in a raspy voice.

Don threw a concerned glance at Brandon but left him be.

Brandon's gaze had now shifted to Theresa, who was sound asleep in the bedroom, clutching the teddy bear Sophia had given her, curled up tightly, her face and body pressed against the teddy bear.

Though she was sleeping, her little brow was furrowed with unease.

the bed, the usually sound sleeper slowly opened her eyes, still groggy from sleep, and instinctively looked behind Brandon, a reflex to search for her

seen, smiled gently at her and patting her shoulder, softly told her, "Sleep a little

"Okay."

response, gripping Brandon's hand,

away, just quietly watching her as she slept,

matter how much pain Brandon was in, he wouldn't lose his grip on reality again. He slipped out quietly, closing the door behind

spent half a day at home, keeping Theresa

whisked him off to the police station

and his underling Gordon, along with trading records and chat logs as proof that Dennis was indeed involved in the plot to frame

evidence accounted for.

hotel, aiming for the airport to flee the country, but Brandon's people had them

be, but Brandon's folks had half- dragged,

supposed to be in the

and thrown her into the river,

chucked straight into the river the second time around. She was definitely banged

head on

her for dead. If she croaked, Brandon couldn't escape blame, so he sucked

severe, but the mental scars ran deeper. After that night, she looked worn out and shrunken, eyes wide with terror at the sight

with offing Sophia. No matter how scared

she had covered her tracks perfectly, just leveraging a coincidence to enact her plan on top of Dennis's, and even the cops couldn't find evidence. She had no clue how Brandon was so sure it was her,

was just starting to get back on her feet in the hospital when Brandon's people hauled her off to Moonlight Resort &

as she hit the hotel entrance, she witnessed Dennis and Gordon getting carted away by the cops, and her

implicated Marian. The cops, spotting her, took her

accused Marian, he didn't have a shred of evidence to prove

Marian's role, so when grilled separately, both of them denied her involvement,

traces at the scene and what the eyewitnesses said, there was no clear sign that someone had the intention to shove Sophia into the river. Plus, they couldn't even find Sophia's body, so they couldn't really confirm if there was foul play involved