Who's Crying Now, Ex-Husband?

Chapter 47

Giselle's direct mention of sharing a bed caught Mila off guard. She realized she'd been too conservative in her thinking.

Lysander's face turned stormy at Giselle's bluntness.

"Wait here. I'll have Leonard take you home," Lysander told Mila curtly before dragging Giselle away.

But Mila had no intention of waiting. She stood up from the couch, smoothed her dress, and headed for the door. However, when she reached it, she found the lock wouldn't budge, her expression darkening in disbelief. She never imagined Lysander would go so far as to lock her in the lounge. What was he thinking?

...

"Ma'am, Mr. Montgomery asked me to take you home."

Leonard, dressed impeccably in a suit, appeared at the door shortly after.

Mila ignored him. As soon as the door opened, she moved to leave, but Leonard blocked her path, his tall frame completely sealing the exit.

Mila glared at him coldly. "Leonard, what do you mean by this?"

"Mr. Montgomery instructed me to personally escort you home. Please, ma'am, don't make this difficult for me."

took in Mila's elegant silhouette, accentuated by her fitted dress, before he looked away, his face remaining emotionless and stern. "I don't need a

no intention of going with Leonard. Having decided on a divorce, she was certainly not returning

"Move aside!"

Leonard didn't budge.

a mercenary, stood

the last time her photos were forcibly deleted from her phone, Mila knew better

tried calling Lysander, but he wouldn't

phone tightly, her eyes growing colder and more impatient with Leonard's stubbornness.

"Please, ma'am, come back to the

from outside the door. "Ms. Sutherland, I didn't see you at the gathering earlier. I thought you had left, but

approached with

what

attempted to step outside, but

that even in the presence of the Lockwood family, the hosts of

"Leonard!" Mila's temper flared.

as he drew nearer, gently placing a hand on Leonard's arm blocking the doorway. With a soft smile,

on the doorframe, Leonard replied coolly, "Mr. Lockwood, this is