The Indifferent Ex-Husband Heartstrings in the Mall of Fate

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Zachary and Alex, worried about a brawl breaking out, quickly stepped in to pull Ivan back.

"We can talk this through, man."

Zachary tried to mediate.

Sophia didn't want to ruin the day's festivities over herself and turned to Brandon, "Brandon, do | have to clearly state that I've got

a boyfriend before you'll back off?"

Brandon's eyes suddenly turned fierce, his grip on her wrist tightened suddenly, then just as quickly releasing when he noticed her

furrowed brow.

His voice was eerily calm: "Sophia, you're cornering me."

"It's you who's cornering me." Sophia retorted, her gaze steady and unyielding as she locked eyes with him.

Their standoff had Don worried sick, especially upon seeing Brandon's bloody hand. He feared prolonging the confrontation might

permanently cripple the hand, not to mention how deep the glass had cut.

He hurriedly intervened, "Alright, alright, let's talk about this later. We all work together; nobody's going anywhere. Go and get that

wound taken care of first."

Don moved to push Brandon away but got swatted with his injured hand, splashing blood across his face.

Sophia's expression shifted subtly at the sight of the blood on Don's face. She glanced at Brandon's injured palm instinctively, then

pressed her lips together and looked away, deciding not to intervene.

Seeing Sophia resolve to ignore Brandon, Don didn't bother with niceties and whispered in Brandon's ear, "What are you doing

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here, man? Everyone's watching."

Brandon didn’t reply to him, his gaze still locked on Sophia.

"So, you're not coming withno matter what today?" he asked.

Sophia gave a slight nod, "Mhm."

Brandon prodded, "What if | say you have to cwith me?"

"You can't force me, Brandon." Sophia's voice was still soft, "Stop it, this isn't you."

"Then what would be 'me'?" Brandon asked, "Sophia, do you really know me?"

Sophia remained silent, pressing her lips together.

"Sophia, I've made a lot of concessions for you," Brandon said, his voice softening.

So this time, he wouldn't compromise, no matter what.

Even though he knew deep down that this scene—of him and her—felt like a farce.

"Do you wantto force you with the stactics?" Sophia asked softly, picking up a cup from the table and squeezing it

forcefully.

Brandon's face changed instantly, and his injured hand snatched at hers, causing her to wince and release the cup, which was

caught by his other hand.

Brandon let out a strained laugh, although his eyes didn't quite match with his smile, "Sophia, in terms of being ruthless, | can

never outdo you. Every time, you know exactly how to hitwhere it hurts. | surrender.”

He released her wrist.

A ring of fresh red blood remained.

Sophia stared at the blood on her wrist, and fighting the urge to look at Brandon's palm. She turned instead to Zachary, whose

concerned gaze met hers.

"Sorry, professor.” Sophia apologized softly, "I lied to you, | was once married to Brandon, but we split because we weren't right for

each other. That's why | turned down your kind attempt to set us up."

Zachary was surprised.

Brandon also turned to Zachary, "Sorry, Mr. Gardner, it's my fault."

Zachary, not knowing what to say and feeling awkward, just pulled a tight smile, "No... no problem."

Brandon gave a regretful bow to him and Jolin, then turned and left without looking back.

"Uh, Mr. Gardner, | better take him to the hospital to get that wound treated."

Don said, and quickly followed after Brandon.

Their figures disappeared at the entrance of the villa.

Zachary looked at Sophia with concern.

Sophia's eyes were reddening as she lowered her gaze and said her goodbyes: "Mr. Gardner, I'm going back first."

Zachary nodded, without trying to stop her, "Go rest up."

Sophia nodded slightly, "Thank you."

Ivan also turned to say goodbye to Zachary, then followed Sophia to escort her.

Sophia raised her hand in a stop gesture, without even turning back.

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Ivan was compelled to halt, and he watched Sophia leaving with a complicated look in his eyes.

Sophia didn’t speak again, and walked away without turning her head back.

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