The Indifferent Ex-Husband: Heartstrings in the Mall of Fate novel Chapter 539

Kent and Don also caught sight of Brandon cutting through the water towards the opposite bank, and they spotted the scarf tangled on a branch stretching into the river. Their faces changed in unison.

Sophia had been wearing that scarf when she left yesterday. Both Kent and Don were too worried about Marian to care; they dashed towards the riverbank, their faces tense.

Marian, a bit clueless, followed them on autopilot.

Brandon had reached the other side of the river, his eyes locked on the partially dried scarf on the branch, veins in his neck bulging.

It was indeed Sophia's scarf; the light-colored logo had caught on something that morning, causing a thread to come loose, which was now swaying gently in the breeze.

"Kent!" Brandon called out without turning his head, his voice cold and firm, "Get the cops and the rescue team here, pronto! Tell them to search this area thoroughly."

"Got it," Kent replied urgently, whipping out his phone to make the call.

"Don, get someone to check every village around here; don't miss a single one," Brandon ordered next.

Don nodded, "Okay."

Marian, who had followed them to the riverbank, also noticed the scarf hanging on the branch and Brandon's intense gaze. Her face changed subtly, and she looked around instinctively, but there was nothing to see.

Sophia's body was nowhere to be found.

Brandon didn't look up; he didn't even dare to. His hands, submerged in the water, clenched unconsciously, fingers digging into his flesh unaware, his eyes glued to the scarf that was half-submerged, half-dangling; he didn’t move an inch.

If the scarf had drifted here before catching on the branch, considering the river's current, Sophia would have had no chance of survival.

A chill ran through his body again, his heart and lungs felt frozen, each breath was heart-wrenchingly painful, and his mind buzzed with emptiness.

Even though he knew rationally that if someone fell into the river and wasn't rescued in time, the chances of survival were slim; as long as the person wasn't found, he could convince himself that Sophia had been saved, that she was just injured and couldn't contact him yet.

But the appearance of the scarf knocked him back down into the abyss.

Brandon didn't know how long he'd been staring at the water, at the scarf, until the surrounding noise grew louder with the arrival of the rescue team and police. Only then did he manage to stiffly turn his neck to look at them.

The police had begun to investigate the area based on where the scarf was found, and the search and rescue team had joined the search urgently.