The Indifferent Ex-Husband: Heartstrings in the Mall of Fate novel Chapter 537

Kent and Don were freaked out by the sudden turn of events. They dashed over, trying to pull Brandon off, but he was immovable.

Brandon's grip was like a vice around Marian's throat, hell-bent on snuffing her out. He was ruthless, and his handsome face had turned into a cold, bloodthirsty mask.

Marian's face was turning purple from the sudden lack of oxygen, and in panic, she kept trying to pry the suffocating grip from her neck, her face etched with terror.

But no matter how hard she fought, she couldn't break free from Brandon's iron hold, and the feeling of choking grew stronger.

Don and Kent were also seeing red. Brandon had completely lost his marbles.

"Brandon, let go, man! You're gonna kill her!"

Don was desperately trying to get Brandon to release his grip, but he might as well have been trying to move a mountain.

Brandon was dead set on sending Marian to the grave, his eyes growing colder and more merciless as he watched her, his fingers tightening even more.

Marian was gasping for air, her struggles growing weaker.

The receptionist, security, and guests were all shocked by the scene and started to step forward.

Kent was getting panicked. He went straight for Brandon's fingers, trying to pry them off while pleading, "Mr. Crawley, chill out. Think about Sophia, think about Theresa. It's not worth throwing your life away over Marian."

"Yeah." Don chimed in, "Theresa's already lost her mom. You wanna make her an orphan?"

But that line seemed to push Brandon over the edge even more. A flash of murderous intent in his eyes, and Brandon's grip suddenly tightened.

Kent saw clearly the killing intent in Brandon's eyes, the complete disregard for consequences, and yelled in alarm, "Sophia's just missing, what if someone's saved her? If you're locked up when she comes back, what's she gonna do?"

That seemed to hit home. Brandon's grip on Marian loosened a bit.

Kent and Don took the chance and moved in, but before they could grab Brandon's hand, he shot Marian a cold glance, "If anything happens to her, you're going down with her!"

With that, he let go of her throat abruptly and stormed off.

Marian collapsed to the floor, clutching her throat and coughing violently. Whether from fright or something else, she started crying, a complete mess.

Don crouched down beside her, "You alright?"

Kent, glancing at Marian still struggling to breathe, told Don, "I'll leave her to you. I gotta check on Mr. Crawley," and hurried after Brandon.

Marian was still coughing and crying, looking pretty shaken up.

Don couldn't help but try to comfort her, "With all this going on, Brandon's just not himself. Cut him some slack."

"What, just because he's in a bad mood, he can take it out on me?"

Marian was practically hyperventilating through her tears, "I even rushed over from West district because I was worried something happened to him."