The Indifferent Ex-Husband: Heartstrings in the Mall of Fate novel Chapter 659

Sophia stared blankly as the door closed, the room falling silent once again. The warmth of his touch still lingered on her forehead, a comforting heat that had her heart skipping a beat.

After hanging out with Brandon for the past couple of days, she realized that the real-life Brandon was nothing like his chilly WhatsApp persona.

It's not that he wasn't cool as a cucumber in person, but he was definitely not the same kind of cold and strictly-business dude he was over text.

The Brandon she met face-to-face had this extra dash of warmth to him, and Sophia couldn't tell if it was just because of the "Sophia" role she was playing.

He seemed to really dote on his wife, like, to the point of spoiling her silly.

Sophia couldn't wrap her head around why her past self and this Brandon were as distant as strangers, far from what you'd expect from a regular married couple. And why did she feel such an intense mix of sadness and nostalgia, yet a reluctance to get closer when she first saw him?

Recalling that moment when she caught sight of Brandon in the crowd after turning a street corner, that fleeting twinge in her heart, Sophia still felt a bittersweet sorrow, like she was content just watching him from afar.

She couldn't figure out why, because from her brief interactions, Brandon came across as nothing but gentle and considerate.

Sophia didn't dig too deep into it.

In this mix of a racing heart and a tinge of sadness, she drifted off into a deep sleep.

Ever since the physical pain had faded away, her sleep quality was surprisingly awesome, free from the worries of the past.

While Sophia quickly succumbed to sleep, Brandon was wide awake, restless not just because of the tension in his body, but also because of the loneliness without Sophia by his side.

She was back, but not completely, and that reality loomed larger in the dead of night, amplifying the regret and longing in his heart, especially since they were just a wall apart, both lying on a bed filled with shared memories.

Brandon knew he had to take it slow and couldn't be greedy. Sophia being alive and back was already a gift from fate—

Sophia woke up bright and early the next day.

Brandon had everything laid out for her, even squeezing toothpaste onto her brush and handing it over.

"Thanks," Sophia said quietly, taking the toothbrush and starting to brush, feeling slightly uncomfortable.

Sophia quickly turned her face away, feeling her cheeks heat up uncontrollably.

Brandon noticed her discomfort and glanced her way before shutting off the tap.

The bathroom fell silent all of a sudden.