The Indifferent Ex-Husband Heartstrings in the Mall of Fate (Brandon and Sophia) novel Chapter 775

“What time is it now?” Laura couldn’t help herself, her tone edging toward nagging. She glanced at her phone impatiently, a frown digging into her forehead. “Look, nobody’s going anywhere—can’t we just go home, get some rest, and come back tomorrow?”

Aaron wavered, clearly tempted by the suggestion.

He’d come here on pure stubborn impulse, and now, standing in the hallway with nothing to show for it, he couldn’t help but feel a twinge of doubt himself.

“Let me try calling Brandon and see what’s going on.”

He pulled out his phone, dialing Brandon’s number, but the call went straight to the “busy” signal.

“He’s probably caught up with something,” Aaron said, shrugging off the disappointment. “Let’s just wait a bit.”

But a bit turned into half an hour, and Brandon’s line was still tied up.

Aaron’s patience finally cracked. He knit his brows, frustration clear in his voice. “This doesn’t make sense. Who could my brother-in-law be talking to for this long?”

Laura remembered how reserved Brandon always was—never much of a talker, hardly the type to spend ages on the phone. Unless…

“Do you think he’s…seeing someone else?” Laura whispered, worry flickering in her eyes. It was the only explanation that made sense to her.

The thought nagged at her, so she pulled out her own phone and tried calling Brandon herself. The line was still busy.

Her anxiety deepened—not so much at the idea of Sophia being abandoned, but at the thought that if Brandon really had someone new, he’d forget all about the past. If that happened, Sophia would be left to fend for herself.

Aaron hadn’t considered this possibility—at least, not seriously. After all, Brandon had once spent an absolute fortune to put out a reward for news about Sophia. That kind of devotion wasn’t easily faked.

But now, Laura’s words planted a seed of doubt. It had been months, after all. Sophia, now just an ex-wife, might not mean all that much anymore.

Haley, who’d remained silent this whole time, fumbled for her phone with trembling hands and dialed Brandon. This time, it rang, but no one answered.

Aaron frowned, confused. Seeing that the line was open, he quickly called again—only to get the busy signal once more.

He and Laura exchanged uneasy glances. Laura, just as worried, tried dialing again herself—still no luck, the line was busy.

“What in the world?” Laura muttered, her brow furrowing.

Aaron’s expression darkened. “He’s blocked our numbers.”

Laura stared at him, speechless.

“Or maybe he’s really just on a long call,” she countered, not quite willing to believe the worst of Brandon.

She’d always had a good impression of him. He was decent-looking, came from a good family, and had impeccable manners. Sure, he was a bit aloof, but nothing like those nouveau riche types who let a little money go to their heads.

Aaron, however, wasn’t so naive. He still remembered the warning Brandon gave him last year; that said enough about where they stood.

But tonight, he was here for his sister, and he needed to keep things civil with Brandon. No matter how annoyed he was, he couldn’t afford to show it.

So he just shrugged off Laura’s concerns with a noncommittal, “Yeah, probably.”

Haley stayed silent, her eyes fixed on the door’s peephole camera.

That’s when Aaron noticed it—the tiny security camera above the door, blinking back at them.

He felt a brief pang of awkwardness, but reassured himself: he’d just knocked a little too loudly, nothing that could really offend Brandon.

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