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.

environment might create a distance between them after they'd started growing

voice barely a whisper, "Do you like it?"

begun to rise in Brandon. She was still the Sophia who, despite a hint of awkwardness, was filled with

said nothing. He simply raised a hand to affectionately ruffle her hair,

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

to steer the conversation back to work. "Let me pull up the final draft of the science museum design for you. You can tell me if anything needs

WhatsApp on her computer, scanning

Sophia pulled up the design she'd sent to Brandon earlier and gestured for him

the screen, placing one hand on the back of her chair and the other on the mouse. Leaning in slightly, he unintentionally

on her neck as he leaned in, causing Sophia to sit up straight,

slightly to look

look back, Sophia

her spine straighten even

her

Skin pricking with awaking

s

about?"

a hand to

nervous," she mumbled, her denial feeble at

couldn't bring herself

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

s

knew Brandon was watching her-his

She hesitated, finally forcing herself to turn and face him, "Why did

didn't respond, just tilted his head slightly, watching her in silence his eyes deep and serene. He seemed to

go dry, memories of their passionate embrace earlier flashing through