Chapter 49


    She gave Brandon a puzzled look.


    Brandon was gazing back at her his eyes cool and detached.


    Sophia realized he was talking about Ivan.


    “I’ve got no clue,’ she said. She hadn’t gotten close to Ivan, never yed the lovey-dovey couple, and


    had no idea if he met her expectations in a romance.


    But to Brandon, her answer rang with a different tune.


    “No clue” meant there was room for further observation, perhaps even a chance for development.


    He thought Sophia would just say “no,” like she always did to him, straight to the point – no beating


    around the bush, no


    gray areas.


    But clearly, Ivan was different in Sophia’s eyes.


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    This realization only added to the tightness in Brandon’s chest.


    He didn’t speak another word, just silently started the engine.


    Sophia shot him a nce, feeling a bit at sea. His face was still, calm as a millpond, but the tight lines


    of his profile betrayed the stormy mood he was emitting.


    Brandon kept mum the whole drive back to the hotel.


    The car came to a standstill in the underground parking of the hotel.


    Once parked, Brandon unfastened his seatbelt but didn’t make a move to get out, just sat there like a


    statue.


    Sophia looked at him, taken aback.


    Seeing his off-color expression, she didn’t dare to disturb him and whispered, “I’ll head up first.”


    As she spoke, she unbuckled her seatbelt, turned, and pushed the door open to leave.


    The door had barely cracked open when suddenly a hand reached over,nding on Sophia’s, and


    forcefully pulled the


    door shut.


    Confused, Sophia looked towards Brandon as he leaned in, “What, what’s up?”


    His eyes were deep and tranquil.


    Brandon didn’t say a word. He just gave her a look, propped his palm against the back of her seat, and


    then leaned in, kissing her fiercely.


    Sophia couldn’t say anything.


    Brandon didn’t give her a chance to react. His other hand wrapped around her waist, pinning her


    against the seat. kissing her hard and deep.


    Her slightly parted lips were quickly breached.


    The forceful Invasion was undeniable and insistent


    Two years of marriage had taught Brandon exactly how to stir Sophia’s desires, especially when she


    least expected it


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    Sophia’s rationality crumbledyer byyer under his deepening kiss.


    She didn’t stand a chance.


    Brandon knew her body too well, and her body vividly remembered all the reactions he elicited, his


    dominance, his tenderness, and the palpitations he caused while kissing her. Faced with Brandon’s


    intensifying kisses a mix of fierceness and gentleness, she was overwhelmed by the familiar scent and


    warmth between their lips


    And Brandon showed no signs of stopping.


    He even seemed to be getting carried away, his hand beside her ear uncontrobly sliding into her hair,


    firmly cradling her neck and head, tilting it back slightly as his heavy breath filled thepact space.


    Most of the time, Brandon kissed her gently and patiently.


    But this intensity was rare, as if he was venting something.


    Sophia couldn’t fathom it. Her increasingly oxygen-starved brain tumed all her resistance into feeble


    compliance.


    Eventually, Brandon’s kisses softened, his lips and tongue caressing hers, his breath gradually calming


    down.


    After a while, he finally let her go but didn’t pull away entirely, his palm still gently cupping her cheek,


    forehead resting. against hers, nose to nose, sharing a breath He looked into Sophia’s hazy eyes, his


    fingertips gently caressing her cheek as he spoke in a raspy voice, “Sophia, can’t we just start over and


    give it another go?”


    Sophia’s foggy mind slowly regained a bit of rity, but her uneven breaths made it hard to speak. She


    could only take small gasps of air, trying to settle the erratic rhythm of her breath.


    Brandon didn’t rush her, his fingertips gently stroking her swollen lips, his soft voice coaxing her gaze,


    “All the ipatibilities you’ve mentioned, I can try to change. We can always find amon ground.”


    “Why, why?” Sophia asked breathlessly, “You’ve been acting strange these past few days.”


    “I don’t know” Brandon was honest. “I can’t stand the thought of you ending up with another man


    someday. I don’t want to see you with another man, he said, his voice soft and steady.


    Sophia watched him, repeating her question, “Why?”


    She saw confusion flicker through Brandon’s eyes.


    He hadn’t pondered the ‘why, unsure if it was habit or male possessiveness at y.


    He was used to Sophia’s presence, ustomed to her being around, and he couldn’t picture adapting


    to another woman. He knew for sure he didn’t want to make that adjustment.


    Likewise, he couldn’t bear the thought of Sophia being with another man, especially imagining her lying


    beneath someone else, the way she only did with him. Such thoughts nearly drove him mad.


    Sophia didn’t press further but said softly, “I’ve heard that men have this inexplicable possessive urge


    towards women they’ve been with, regardless of whether they can stay chaste themselves. They hope


    that woman will belong to only them for life.”


    “Brandon,” she continued, looking at him, “is there a chance that this is just possessiveness talking?


    After all, we haven’t been apart that long.”


    Brandon looked at her and didn’t speak, not denying her spection.


    He didn’t argue that he had a strong possessiveness towards Sophia.


    Sophia saw the acknowledgment in his eyes.


    She smiled slightly and gently pushed him away, “Sometimes things just be a habit. It might feel


    weird at first, hard to get used to, but give it enough time, and you’ll adapt. Eventually, you might not


    even remember why you resisted in the first ce.”


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    “Emotions are the least likely to leave traces over time,” Sophia said softly, looking at him, “Don’t worry,


    I have no ns to date or remarry for now. I just want to focus on finishing my studies and figuring out


    my future path. So don’t need to stress about having to get used to the idea of me finding someone


    new. By the time you get back into the swing of being single again, you’ll probably have forgotten I ever


    existed.” Sophia’s voice was still calm and gentle, not in any rush. “So, don’t sweat it now. It’s not like


    you to fret over stuff like this”


    Brandon just looked at her, not saying a word


    Sophia gave him a nudge, “Go on, head back.”


    But Brandon didrit budge, still silently watching her


    Sophia, don’t try to read me with your own script,” he said softly,


    Sophia looked at him, “So what’s your n?”


    “We’ll get remarried, and have the baby.”