The Indifferent Ex-Husband Heartstrings in the Mall of Fate

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Sophia had just checked into her hotel and made a beeline for the Zenitha-style resort construction site to scope out the scene.

Tomas was also on the site, took Sophia under his wing, and showed her around the site. Everything was prepped and ready to roll

for the project's kickoff bright and early the next morning.

By the tSophia wrapped up her site visit, it was already past eight in the evening. The site was all set, ready to hit the ground

running, which eased Sophia's mind a bit. She didn't grab a bite to eat until past eight and didn't get back to her hotel until after

nine.

That was when she finally had a moment to ring up Theresa. She made the call through Brandon's phone.

Brandon was swamped, burning the midnight oil to wrap up his work, so he could take Theresa to meet up with Sophia the next

day.

Theresa wasn't asleep yet, probably because having Brandon there kept her steady, a far cry from her daytwaterworks. Still,

she wasn't her usual perky self, just moping around solo, silently stacking up her blocks until Brandon cover with his phone to

tell her mommy was on the line. That got a flicker of life back into her gloomy little face.

"Mommy," she whimpered when she called out to Sophia, looking like she was on the verge of tears again.

"I'm right here." Sophia cooed, trying to soothe her, "Mommy's just on a business trip; | didn't leave Theresa behind. How about |

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wrap up my work tomorrow and then spend squality twith Theresa, deal?"

Theresa, with a pouty nod, then threw Sophia a pinky promise, "You gotta pinky swear, no fibbing."

Sophia mirrored the gesture, "Pinky swear."

Theresa pressed her finger against the phone screen; trying to hook Sophia's finger and realizing it was a no-go, she almost burst

into tears right then and there.

"What do | do? | can't touch your finger."

Brandon quickly scooped her up, linked his pinky with hers, and gently assured her, "How about daddy pinky swears with Theresa

for mommy, sound good?"

Theresa shook her head, still bummed, "lI want mommy to do it."

Sophia was momentarily stumped, exchanging a helpless look with Brandon.

Brandon pressed Theresa's palm against the phone screen, coaxing her softly, "High-fiving mommy counts just the sas a

pinky swear. High fives mean the deal is set in stone, no take-backs. Let's give mommy a high-five, okay?"

"Okay," Theresa, convinced by Brandon, cautiously pressed her palm against the screen, and Sophia did the same.

Finally, Theresa relaxed a bit, but still managed to remind Sophia in her sorrowful tone, "Tomorrow, when daddy and | cto find

mommy, you have to wait for us at the hotel."

"Will do," Sophia replied softly, her voice tender yet firm.

That seemed to seal the deal for Theresa, her sullen face finally breaking into a shy smile.

"So, how about Theresa goes to bed with daddy now?" Sophia suggested gently, "When you wake up tomorrow, you'll get to see

mommy."

Theresa obediently nodded, "Okay."

Brandon stroked her hair, "Go sleep with Auntie Grace now, and daddy will keep talking to mommy, alright?"

"Okay," she obediently agreed, then hopped off the bed, grabbed her stuffed toy, and went off to find Grace.

Brandon watched her and Grace go back to the room before turning back to Sophia on the screen, "Still up this late?"

"About to hit the hay." Sophia whispered back, "Just got back from the site."

"How's it looking?" Brandon asked.

"The site's all set, ready to start in the morning."

"Then get srest; you've got an early day. Don't stay up too late."

Sophia bobbed her head, "Got it."

After hanging up, she took a shower, checked her hair, and went over the next day's work plan and details one more time. Once

she was sure everything was squared away, she turned off the lights and hit the sack. But as soon as she did, her phone started

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buzzing.

Sophia answered, puzzled.

"Boss, | heard we're pulling an all-nighter at the site tonight, sticking to the lucky hour we picked to pour the concrete in the beams

and columns. What's the plan, do we need to head over?"

Cindy's voice crushing through the phone as soon as Sophia picked up.

Sophia froze for a second, "Who'd you hear that from?"

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