The Indifferent Ex-Husband Heartstrings in the Mall of Fate

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Kent called a ride for Brandon and watched as he hopped into the car. Once the driver had taken off with Brandon, Kent turned to

drop Sophia off.

The ride back was super quiet.

Sophia was silent.

Kent was silent, too.

When the car pulled up to Sophia's place, Kent couldn't help but look back at her and finally broke the silence, "Ms. Yearwood, Mr.

Crawley's really a catch, you know."

Sophia looked up at him, "How so?"

Kent was stumped for a second, but then he thought about it seriously, "Well, he's clean as a whistle, doesn't mess around."

"That's just the bare minimum for a husband," Sophia said softly. "Most women are like that, but no one goes around saying that's

what makes a good woman. Why is it that when a man meets this standard, he gets praised to high heaven, and if a woman

doesn't fall for it, she's ungrateful?"

Kent was stumped again.

Maybe he was too used to seeing things from a male perspective and hadn't realized what was off about that.

To most folks, it seems like as long as a guy doesn't play the field, he's free of any serious wrongdoing and should be forgiven for

whatever else he does. But many people overlook that loyalty is just the most basic expectation in a relationship.

"Well, he's handsome, has a great body, good genes, he's smart, capable, bold, responsible, and all that." Kent tried to putin a

good word for Brandon, "Those are pretty solid points in the dating game."

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"Sure, from a dating standpoint, Mr. Crawley is top-notch," Sophia chuckled, "but like you said, it's about choosing a partner."

"For someone who's not interested in that, these are just perks they have. You can admire them, but you won't fall head over

heels." Sophia opened the car door, paused slightly, and then said, "Kent, Mr. Crawley is indeed a great guy. But he doesn't know

how to love, or maybe I'm just not the one he wants to spend tand effort on. So no matter how great he is, it's meaningless to

me. Don't try to set us up again, okay?"

With that, Sophia got out of the car, gave Kent a parting smile, and walked away.

Kent watched her figure disappear into the night, mulling over what she said about Brandon not knowing how to love.

Remembering all the nights he'd stayed up working overtwith Brandon, he suddenly felt like he really didn't have a say in this.

He'd seen plenty of lovey-dovey couples and spouses, but none quite like Brandon and Sophia.

Yet he'd also witnessed Brandon's meltdowns and was starting to feel confused about Brandon's feelings.

With a deep sigh, Kent picked up his phone to check in with the ride service. Knowing that Brandon had been safely dropped off at

home, he breathed a sigh of relief and drove off.

Sophia got home.

The 130-plus square meter apartment was eerily quiet and empty.

She felt weary and heavy-hearted, kind of suffocated, like during those two years of marriage.

She kind of missed the peace and relaxation from her student days.

With another long sigh, Sophia tossed her phone on the couch and curled up into it, zoning out, trying not to think, but Brandon's

drunken face kept popping into her mind.

She hadn't experienced the kind of drunkenness that washes away all worries.

The last tshe'd accidentally gotten tipsy, she wasn't really drunk.

Her eyes couldn't help but drift over to the liquor cabinet.

There was still sdecorative booze on it.

Freshly bought.

Sophia paused, then grabbed a bottle, cracked it open, hesitated, and then poured herself a full glass, taking a tentative sip. As her

taste buds adjusted to the alcohol, she downed it in one go.

Sophia drank the bottle by herself.

Halfway through, she started to feel the effects, the drunkenness was clear, but her mind was still sharp, just her body felt weak

and uncoordinated, which was a bit uncomfortable.

Sophia wondered if Brandon felt the swhen he was drunk.

Amidst the discomfort brought on by the alcohol, Sophia's mind wandered back to the past.

She remembered her birthday during senior year of high school, when her brother Aaron got locked up for a fight with a bully who

had been harassing her.

Laura thought Aaron was defending her honor because of something she'd done, blamed her for the whole mess, and kicked her

out. Sophia ended up sitting alone, lost and directionless, at the bus stop outside her school.

Then Brandon appeared out of nowhere, asking her why she wasn't hyet.

He was cold on the outside back then too, but his eyes were warm.

He helped her through the most unforgettable birthday of her life.

Throughout senior year, Brandon was never overly affectionate, but he always seemed to be there, giving her his quiet protection

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and tenderness.

It was only when he realized she wasn't Yolanda that he becdistant and polite.

Back then, she couldn't understand why he'd suddenly turned cold, but after finding out about Yolanda years later, it all made

sense.

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