The Indifferent Ex-Husband: Heartstrings in the Mall of Fate novel Chapter 116

Sophia stared at it for ages, her hand moving at a snail’s pace towards it, finally snagging it and dangling it from her fingertip, zoning out as she gazed at it.

She couldn’t for the life of her remember anything about this bracelet, but there was something about it that just chilled her out and even brought on a touch of nostalgia.

Laura caught Sophia spacing out over the necklace and couldn’t help but nag, “You get back and go straight to mooning over some old necklace. It’s been years, who knows where you picked up that thing—could be filthy.”

Sophia didn’t give her the time of day, just turned to Haley and asked, “Dad, do you remember who gave me this necklace?”

Haley shook his head, clueless, “No idea. You were clutching onto that necklace for dear life when we found you, couldn’t pry it open.”

Sophia’s eyes flickered with disappointment, but she quickly shook it off, gave a smile, didn’t say another word, just tucked the necklace away into her bag and got ready to bounce.

“The room,” Sophia glanced back at the room one last time, then looked at Haley, “just give it to Betty. I’m outta here, take care of yourself, and hit me up if you need anything.”

Haley looked a bit down in the dumps, “You’re not staying for dinner? It’s been years since you had a meal with the family.”

Laura’s face turned sour in an instant, looking like she was about to blow a fuse.

Sophia acted like she didn’t see that, just cracked a smile at Haley, “Nah, got a dinner thing with a client tonight, rain check?”

After a quick goodbye to Haley and without lingering, she scooted downstairs and hailed a cab.

Don had texted her the dinner spot, so Sophia just told the driver to head to the restaurant Don picked out.

Don had sent the time and place to both Sophia and Brandon. Sophia replied with a [Cool,] but Brandon didn't respond.

Don got to the restaurant first and didn’t spot Brandon or Sophia. Figuring they hadn’t arrived yet, he remembered Brandon hadn’t replied and wondered if he even got the message. He whipped out his phone to call Brandon, “Sent you the deets for dinner, you gonna make it on time?”

“Yeah,” came the same cool voice, not from the phone, but from behind.

Don turned around, surprised to see Brandon approaching, quickly pocketed his phone, and greeted him with a smile, “Thought you missed my message.”