Who's Crying Now, Ex-Husband?

Chapter 7

In the dimly lit corner of a trendy bar called "Luna," two striking women sat across from each other. One of them, a short-haired woman named Miranda Wayne, was visibly seething.

"What does he think he's doing, Mila? This is a slap in the face!" Miranda nearly thrust her phone into Mila's face, displaying the headlines she had read earlier

that day.

"Everyone knows about Giselle and Lysander's past. Childhood friends! Betrothed since they were kids! It's no secret. And now, while he's still married, he brings her into his company as the CEO of a subsidiary he personally oversees? He's making a mockery of you!"

Mila lowered her thick lashes, offering a nonchalant smile. "Is it the first time they're laughing at me? Let them be."

From the moment she fell for Lysander and married him, Mila had become the subject of ridicule among their social circle. Countless acquaintances whispered behind her back, envious and scornful that a so-called "trophy wife" managed to capture the elusive Lysander.

Enduring indifference and emotional neglect after marriage only fueled the gossip that Lysander didn't truly care for her. Each public encounter felt like an opportunity for those around them to belittle and taunt her.

every whisper, she

the news still stung

wife, she had dedicated herself to learning computer science and honing her skills, eager to contribute to Montgomery Holdings. But her resume

Montgomery Holdings' new tech division—a clear path paved

we're here to discuss my divorce, not them," Mila said, attempting

thought of her

Miranda breathed a sigh of relief and put away her phone. "Fine," she

placed it in front of Mila. Her finger traced several

prenup is airtight. If

insisted

a settlement?"

off

to their