The Indifferent Ex-Husband Heartstrings in the Mall of Fate

Chapter 683

Sophia was both surprised and not surprised at all.

The room, with its table and chair, felt incredibly familiar to her.

But this familiarity was different from the vague déjà vu she felt across the street. Here, it was more like a comforting embrace, a sense of peace.

"I must have really liked this place, huh?" she asked softly.

Brandon nodded gently. "Yeah, you really did."

Sophia couldn't help but smile, turning her focus back to the computer screen. It was something else that felt both familiar and long-lost.

"Thanks for bringing me here," she said, glancing back at Brandon with gratitude.

The studio felt strange yet comforting-a paradox of familiarity and novelty. It was like she had been adrift for so long and finally found a harbor to anchor her soul, a place where she could be herself.

Brandon saw the joy and calmness in her eyes, a mix of relief and a touch of sadness welling up inside him. He knew he had never been that safe harbor for her.

Designing and working were her lifelines, the anchors of her existence. They provided the stability she needed, and her eyes reflected a sense of coming home to them.

She sat down in front of the computer almost nostalgically, wrapping her fingers around the mouse like it was a treasure. Her face held a serenity he had never seen before.

It was just an ordinary computer, but it held the countless hours of hard work she'd poured into it. These efforts gave her the courage to start anew after her divorce, to face life unafraid. Brandon understood the joy of rediscovery she felt.

Yet beneath that joy was a tinge of bitterness, the realization of his own insignificance to her.

That was why he had hesitated to bring her here. This apartment housed another version of Sophia, one unconnected to his mother Theresa or his ex-wife, just Sophia herself.

Even with her memory loss, stepping into this space began to awaken something within her, something different.

a distance between them after they'd started

barely a whisper, "Do you like it?" Sophia nodded

happiness, easing the anxiety that had begun to rise in Brandon. She was still

but he said nothing. He simply raised a hand to

wave of awkwardness, lowering her eyelids to avoid his gaze, not quite able to meet

pull up the final draft of the

WhatsApp on her computer, scanning it quickly with

she'd sent to Brandon earlier and gestured for him to take a look. "Here,

other on the mouse. Leaning in slightly, he

causing Sophia to

turned his head slightly to look

look back, Sophia could

her spine straighten even

her

Skin pricking with awaking

s

about?"

a hand

nervous," she mumbled, her denial feeble

bring herself

her attempts at hiding her discomfort amusing. He slowly lifted his hand off the mouse, the

s

knew Brandon was watching her-his focused

forcing herself to turn and

in silence his eyes deep and serene. He seemed to enjoy her discomfort, But his

memories of