Who's Crying Now, Ex-Husband?

Chapter 24

Mila decided not to refuse any further. These people were generous with their wealth, and any more polite refusals would only breed dissatisfaction. However, she resolved not to collaborate with them again in the future.

The atmosphere in the place was stifling. The host appeared genteel, yet staying too long in that space made her feel inexplicably pressured, not to mention the faint scent of iron in the air.

It wasn't fear, exactly, but she certainly didn't want to linger.

On someone else's turf, though, she kept her thoughts to herself, responding with nothing more than a polite smile.

Once again blindfolded, Mila was taken down the mountain.

As soon as she reached the bottom, she drove herself into the bustling city for a meal. Miranda called as agreed, but Mila didn't mention anything about her time on the mountain.

She knew well what should be said and which curiosities were best left

unpursued.

Yet, the vaguely familiar face of the man she'd seen lingered in her mind, piquing her curiosity, though she had no intention to delve further.

needed to. The answer

a lively district and was heading to a

"Mila?"

who it was, her brow

behind her stood a young man dressed in trendy, nonchalant attire. He was undeniably attractive,

mood soured the

Lysander's childhood friend and Giselle's

because Lysander was not only his best friend but also so exceptional, Ryan

a classic example of unrequited

judge. After all, she used to be head over heels for Lysander herself-just

for breaking up Giselle and Lysander, never considering that the two weren't even a

then, Ryan had done everything he could to

even a time he used Lysander's phone to text her, asking her to bring lunch to

from

driver from

office but to a remote, empty villa in the