The Indifferent Ex-Husband: Heartstrings in the Mall of Fate novel Chapter 371

After scarfing down the seafood pasta, Brandon headed back to the house next door.

Sophia fired up her computer, clicked on her inbox, and saw the two emails she had scheduled earlier had both been delivered successfully.

The first one was to Brandon, the other to Don.

Staring at the email status page, Sophia fell silent for a moment before trying to recall the email she sent to Brandon, only to get a pop-up saying, "Recall failed, recipient has read the email."

Her hand paused on the mouse as she instinctively glanced at the firmly shut door, which Brandon had just closed not too long ago.

The email was her way of saying sorry for bailing without a word.

Sophia had no clue when Brandon checked his mail. He didn't let on that he'd seen it, not one bit.

After staring at those few words for a long while, Sophia tried to pull back the email sent to Don, only to get the same message: "Recall failed, recipient has read the email."

She couldn't help but shake her head and chuckle, closing the tab. About to log out of her inbox, she paused and couldn’t resist clicking on the attachment - the design drawing she had asked Don to pass on to Renata.

Seeing the design again, Sophia felt a twinge of regret.

Maybe it was because it came from a burst of inspiration, but the piece was emotionally charged, and she really liked it. Too bad it wasn't appropriate to give it away anymore.

Sophia didn't know when Don had checked his email, but judging from Louis's hint and Renata's reaction earlier, he probably hadn't passed it on yet. To avoid any mix-ups, Sophia shot Don a quick email.

"Mr. Dempsey, you don't have to deliver the design for me. Thanks anyway."

Just as she hit "send" not even a minute later, her phone rang.

It was Don. Sophia glanced at her phone in wonder, and then picked up.

"Mr. Dempsey?" She greeted.

"I just saw your email." Don said with an easy laugh, and then added apologetically, "Sorry, I've been swamped and didn't check my inbox. I just saw the email you sent last night and was admiring your design, thinking I'd hand-deliver it to you tomorrow."

"No need, thanks Mr. Dempsey." Sophia interjected quickly with a smile, slightly embarrassed, "The email was pre-written, just scheduled to send last night. I was supposed to cancel it since I didn't leave yesterday, but things got complicated and I forgot about it. Don't worry about it."

"All good." Don chuckled, "Is this for Martin's grandparents? It's fantastic."

"Thanks," Sophia let out a smile, glancing at the design on her computer screen.

"They'll love it if they see it." Don continued cheerfully, "I didn't expect you actually went ahead and made it."

He remembered Sophia had firmly declined when Martin approached her last time.

Sophia felt a bit awkward, "It's just a little personal token of appreciation, really. Renata and I clicked, she's got my back, and I'm grateful. I just wanted to give her a small farewell gift; it's not related to anyone else."

"Understood." Don said with a laugh, "She’ll be thrilled and touched if you give it to her personally. I was just thinking since you didn't leave, maybe you'd prefer to deliver it yourself, and right then, your email came through. So, I'll leave the delivery to you, if that's alright?"

"Sure." Sophia replied softly, "Thank you, Mr. Dempsey."

While Brandon was freshening up, she made him a fried egg sandwich, heated up a cup of milk, and washed some fruit. It looked simple, yet it was a nutritious spread.

Brandon came out from the bathroom to find breakfast ready on the table. He looked from the meal to Sophia.

"Sorry this is all I could do on short notice." She said, a bit embarrassed, "Just make do with this."

"That's fine. It's great," said Brandon, stepping forward and giving her a gentle hug.

"Sophia, thanks," he murmured in her ear.

Sophia chuckled and gently pushed him away, "Eat up before it gets cold."

He nodded and let her go. Sophia didn't join him for breakfast but went back to her room to catch up on sleep.

After breakfast, Brandon headed to the hospital.

Daniel's recovery was going way better than expected; no sign of a second bleed and he'd come around, though he still looked pretty wiped out.

Patricia made it to the hospital too, and when she heard Daniel had finally woken up, she was over the moon, clasping her hands together and couldn't stop thanking her lucky stars.

As for Daniel, not sure if he just couldn't stand the sight of Brandon or if laying eyes on him brought back the row they had yesterday, but the moment he caught a glimpse of Brandon, his blood pressure and EKG went haywire, scaring the bejeezus out of the docs and nurses who rushed over to check on him.

After a bit, a nurse stepped out of the ICU and apologetically said to Brandon, “Mr. Crawley, sorry to say, but the patient's condition is still a bit rocky. Seems like he doesn't really want to see you at the moment.”