The Indifferent Ex-Husband: Heartstrings in the Mall of Fate novel Chapter 41

Sophia gave a little nod. "I'll consider it if the right opportunity pops up."

"Can you handle it?" Brandon asked.

"It's just a part-time gig. Right now, it's all about hitting the books."

Brandon nodded, dropping the subject.

Sophia couldn't help but sneak a peek at Brandon, remembering the girl Don called “Yolanda” they bumped into at the expo.

Brandon, eyes on the road, spared her a quick glance. "What's up?"

Sophia wanted to shake her head, but halfway through, she hesitated and then slightly nodded. "I ran into a girl who might be named Yolanda at the job fair today."

Brandon's hand on the steering wheel hitched for a sec.

Sophia's gaze drifted from his hand to his chiseled side profile. "But she didn't say she was Yolanda. The guy running the show called her that. The name rang a bell so I couldn't help but take a few extra looks. Could she be the one you're looking for?"

"Nope." Brandon dismissed it without a second thought, his hand smoothly navigating the wheel.

Sophia was about to mention that the girl was the right age, but Brandon snapped his head around, shooting her a frosty look.

Sophia clamped her mouth shut, on instinct.

She wasn't used to this icy version of Brandon and felt a bit out of her depth, her hands unwittingly tangling together on her lap.

Brandon shifted the conversation. "What do you wanna eat later?"

"Anything's fine by me." Sophia's voice was soft, still a bit shaken from Brandon's sudden chill, her words coming out hushed.

Brandon's gaze briefly swept over her intertwined hands and then back to her calm face before looking away.

"Sorry," he murmured after a while.

Sophia knew what he was apologizing for. She turned to him, offering a sheepish smile. "My bad. I shouldn't have brought it up."

Brandon stayed quiet.

To her, he was just the kid's dad she had to deal with for now.

This realization made him steal a glance at Sophia.

Sophia looked puzzled. "What's up?"

"It's nothing." Brandon exhaled. "Let's just get the groceries."

Sophia hummed in response, and the rest of the grocery run went pretty much under Brandon's lead.

Once home, Brandon headed straight for the kitchen with the fresh groceries and reminded her over his shoulder, "Take a break. I'll call you when dinner's ready."

Sophia nodded, tempted to just head to her room, but she wasn't quite used to being waited on hand and foot, especially by someone like Brandon, who was technically out of the picture.

After a moment's hesitation, she stepped into the kitchen.

"Do you need a hand with anything?"