Who's Crying Now, Ex-Husband?

Chapter 29

The phone rang only for a moment before a voice answered on the other end.

"Miss Lillian."

Roland's voice came through, warm and smiling like a gentle stream, momentarily catching Mila off guard.

She quickly regained her composure, greeted him politely, and got straight to the point.

"Sir, about your invitation-I'm a bit confused."

Mila paused for a couple of seconds, then tactfully declined, "I thought our collaboration ended once the dress was delivered."

Knowing he was the eldest from the Lockwood family made her even more reluctant to engage further.

Whether it was the unsettling scent of blood she once noticed on him or his notoriously reckless younger brother, Mila preferred to keep her distance. The whole family seemed to have issues.

A soft chuckle came from the other end, clearly catching the meaning behind her words.

"Ms. Sutherland."

as he continued, "I'm delighted with your dress. This is just a family gathering, a gesture of thanks. Could you grant me this

direct and open

remained gentle and polite, but there was an undeniable firmness in his

that, in some ways, the Lockwood brothers were quite similar- equally assertive. However, the elder Lockwood was evidently more mature and

request, she found it hard to refuse. But

before she asked, "Mr. Lockwood, our only connection is a dress. A family gathering is such a personal event, isn't it a bit inappropriate

world knew Lysander was married, but his wife's identity was a mystery. Only close friends within the Montgomery family circle were aware, as Lysander rarely brought her to social events, making

the Lockwoods were on good terms, Mila had no direct dealings with the Lockwoods, especially since Ryan, the younger brother, disliked

abroad for many years, and this was their first interaction. She assumed he knew

could call her by name, indicating he had looked into her, even though the invitation was addressed to her designer

as Lysander's wife, which

only met this client once and had no other connection, let alone any friendship. An ordinary party

and steady, "I admire

thought, "Really? What do you know about me to admire? Sure, my custom fashion designs

was confident in her artistic talents, but her instincts told her Roland's admiration wasn't

unsatisfactory, Roland chuckled softly and added, "Ms. Sutherland, you'll understand more when you attend