Who's Crying Now, Ex-Husband?

Chapter 12

Miranda's eyes lit up with excitement, "You've finally come around!"

Mila's skills in design were nothing short of extraordinary. Even in an area like computer programming, which she modestly claimed wasn't her strongest suit, she had risen to an expert level. As a teenager, her talent as a designer was already evident, and she had been mentored by an internationally renowned fashion designer, one of the founders of a major global haute couture brand. With such a rich pool of resources and a strong network, her potential was limitless.

Unfortunately, due to family circumstances and her decision to pursue further studies in computer science for Lysander after marriage, her design career had been put on hold for several years.

But with Mila's natural talent, if she decided to return to the field, it would be like a fish returning to the ocean, destined to thrive and transform with the winds of opportunity. Her future would be boundless.

...

Both had work commitments the next day, so after a brief chat, they headed back home.

As Mila returned to her apartment near the company, her phone buzzed unexpectedly. Who would be messaging her so late?

Curious, she opened the message and was surprised to see it was from her grandaunt. She hadn't dared to call during the day and hadn't expected a reply to her message so soon.

Quickly, she opened the message.

I'll discuss your matter when I

passed, yet her grandaunt remained

ever.

that her grandaunt had replied suggested a possible thaw in

rare piece of good

needed to manage her current projects and prepare thoroughly. Her grandaunt was always serious and straightforward, judging only by the merit of work, valuing skill

before going to bed. Just before drifting off, she had a nagging

but exhausted, she succumbed to

...

Gardens, the Montgomery

had retired for the night, leaving Adrian alone in his room, absorbed in a

who would just nag him with endless

considered calling Giselle, who was always up for some

after finally spending some time with Giselle at his dad's office, his father had sent

Liar!

and called Lysander. It took a