Who's Crying Now, Ex-Husband?

Chapter 130

As she started speaking, she suddenly stopped, deciding to pull someone away to play instead.

...

Montgomery Manor.

In the grand hall, after Felicity hung up the phone, she sat motionless on the couch, her eyes vacant. Her pale complexion appeared sickly, almost ghostly white.

She sat there for a while, her eyelashes trembling slightly, and then tears began to fall silently, large and heavy.

Silent sobs shook her body.

Conrad, returning after a brief phone call, saw her quietly weeping and felt a pang of concern. He hurried over, gathering her gently into his arms, soothing her with soft pats.

"What's wrong, darling? Who upset you?"

Felicity shook her head, blinking away tears that made her eyes glisten like a fawn lost in the woods.

She murmured, "Why is Mila being distant with me? Did I do something wrong again?"

she started speaking, the floodgates opened, and the tears wouldn't stop. She didn't even realize she

you've done nothing wrong. Everything

offer reassurances to the visibly distressed woman in his

were brimming with tears, her face a mask of

she

she manage to call Mila when I

it; she's probably just busy. I'll talk to her, don't worry..." Conrad continued to soothe her

subsided just as fast. After crying for a while, she drifted into an

her to the bedroom, watching her curl up under the covers, her sleep restless. His heart ached, torn between

that rebellious son's

closed the bedroom door, stepping into the

a moment to

unleashed a string of reprimands before getting to the

sort out your mess and bring your wife back for the

off guard by his father's barrage, was momentarily stunned.

concerning his household. "What's happened?"

signs of relapse.