The Indifferent Ex-Husband: Heartstrings in the Mall of Fate novel Chapter 297

Sophia hesitated for a sec before picking up the call, and Renata's graceful smile popped up on the screen.

"Yoli, it's me, granny."

Seeing Sophia answer the call, the old lady was over the moon, her eyes curving into two pretty arches as she beamed, looking all kinds of kind and warm.

Sophia couldn't help but crack a smile back: "Hi granny."

Then, feeling a tad guilty: "Sorry granny, I just got home and ran into some stuff, I forgot to call you to let you know I'm safe."

"It's all good, as long as you're home." The old lady chuckled, leaning in closer to the phone and gazing at Sophia, her face brimming with contentment and a touch of tender pity.

Sophia felt a bit awkward under her gaze and was just about to say goodbye when the old lady got all nostalgic: "My Yoli's all grown up, that's wonderful."

Sophia's nose tingled with emotion from the affection in her voice, but her head was crystal clear that the old lady wasn't talking about her – she was just mistaking her for someone else.

"Granny, my name's Sophia. Why don't you call me Sophia, or just Sophy, okay?" she murmured, trying to set the record straight.

But no sooner had she finished her sentence than the old lady's face fell, her lips puckering in distress: "Does Yoli not want her granny anymore?"

Sophia paused at her question.

The old lady's voice wavered with sadness: "If Yoli doesn't want granny to call her Yoli, then from now on, granny will call you Sophia."

Her voice was still filled with a heartbreaking sorrow.

Sophia was suddenly drowning in a sea of guilt.

She felt like she was snuffing out the last flicker of hope for an ailing old lady.

"Granny," Sophia tried to explain, "Yoli's at home, she's come back, don't you remember?"

From the other end of the video, Louis's soothing voice came: "Honey, Yoli's right upstairs, you just saw her."

"No!" The old lady snapped back, visibly upset, turning to rebuff him, "Yoli's on the phone."

Sophia was a bit mortified.

Louis, probably not wanting to upset her, helplessly played along: "Okay, Yoli's on the phone."

Then, he leaned into the camera apologetically to Sophia: "Young lady, my wife’s not all there anymore, she can't recognize people. Please be patient, don't take it to heart. As long as she's happy, just humor her a bit, sorry to trouble you."

Sophia's smile stiffened. Seemed like she was expected to embrace the name Yolanda in front of granny. But the old lady comforted her: "Don't worry, if you don’t like me calling you Yoli, then I won't. I'll just call you Sophia. My Sophia."

Her face switched to a loving smile.

Sophia's eyes stung, and she was at a loss for words.