The Indifferent Ex-Husband: Heartstrings in the Mall of Fate novel Chapter 541

The little face from his memory had long been a blur, but the image of Yolanda gazing up, her big round eyes filled with worry as she looked at him, along with the quietness and gentleness hidden within those eyes, felt like it was still right before him.

Those eyes slowly began to merge with seventeen-year-old Sophia, slowly layering upon the Sophia of the present, making that once fuzzy face from him memory crystal clear.

The same look in the eyes, the same smile, the same tender serenity, even the way she looked up at him, the clarity and softness in her eyes, it was all exactly the same.

Brandon's throat felt tight, his trembling fingers slowly reached out for the white jade necklace. The necklace was taken out, dangling from his fingertips.

Though it had been twenty years since he last saw it, the design, the material, all were just as he remembered. Every carved line on it was just as what he recalled.

"Grandma says that when people die, they're not really gone. They just head to another world first to wait for us. After many, many years, we'll go there too, and then we can see them again. So don't be sad, we'll definitely meet your mom again one day.

If you don't like being alone, can I keep you company? I'll stay with you forever and ever, until we go to that world where your mom is, and I'll help you find her before I leave, okay?"

Her childlike words still rang in his ears, but she didn't remember them. She didn't remember the little promise she once made, nor did she remember anything about him or even herself.

Brandon recalled the first time he saw Sophia during his senior year of high school when she walked up to the podium following the teacher, wearing a slightly faded school uniform, quiet and well-behaved.

"Hi everyone, my name is Sophia."

In that moment, he thought he saw Yolanda's shadow in her. But he was distracted by her age.

Yolanda, three years his junior, couldn't possibly be his classmate, and the ages didn't match up.

But he forgot, if she had indeed lost all memories of her childhood, if someone had picked her up, her real age couldn't be verified.

She was always tall for her age, which made her age deceptive, and he had taught her everything he knew from first and second grade. The Yearwood family, not knowing her real age but seeing her proficiency in second-grade knowledge, might have sent her to school as a second-grader without a second thought.

Back in those days, the countryside wasn't as strict about school records. All along, he never mistook her for anyone else. It was just that she had forgotten herself.

"Brandon, I'm leaving, take care.

Brandon, I don't want you anymore.

We are never from the same world.

Grace shook her head, "I don't know."

"Alright, I got it." Kent reassured her, "You take care of Theresa. I'll handle Mr. Crawley."

"Okay," Grace replied.

Kent hung up without tidying up and hurried out of his office, calling Brandon while walking. The phone was ringing, but no one answered.

Worried, Kent quickly called Don to inform him of the situation, wondering if Brandon might have gone to see him.

Don, also busy in his office, paused at the call, shut off his computer without a second thought, and hurried out.

"I'll try contacting him," as he said this, Don headed out.

Like Kent, he was equally worried about Brandon, afraid he might do something rash. His demeanor these past few days had been completely off.