Who's Crying Now, Ex-Husband?

Chapter 140

"Ah, oh dear."

Miranda nodded along, but something didn't quite sit right with her. "Wait, aren't you getting divorced? Why do you care about Lysander's brother?"

Mila casually replied, "His situation is a bit unique. I'll explain later."

Eugene had just finished setting up the fireworks and was walking over.

Miranda was the kind of person who could forget everything once she started having fun.

The trio eagerly lit the fireworks one by one, as brilliant bursts of color illuminated the night sky, creating an indescribable beauty.

At the midpoint of their celebration, they even set up a spit roast.

Mila and Miranda were busy lighting fireworks while watching the dazzling display. They occasionally accepted pieces of roasted lamb that Eugene handed over.

Eating, drinking, and singing, they had a night full of joy and laughter.

The sky was filled with fireworks, washing away countless past burdens and welcoming new beginnings with a radiant glow.

Laughter echoed through the night.

Since they were in the countryside, far from the city, the three of them decided to stay at a local bed and breakfast after the fireworks.

a little to drink,

woke up around five in the morning and, unable to fall back asleep, she

and breakfast was not far from

sun rose slowly, casting a dim

at the mountains, enjoying the tranquil silence of the early morning. She felt

quiet contemplation, her

saw a car moving slowly along a sloped mountain road some distance away from the bed

car had its headlights on, and beams of flashlight light flickered from the windows, as if searching for

who

shrugged it off and continued sipping her tea, waiting for the

she noticed something else. In the shrubbery closer to the bed

her keen eyesight and the gradually brightening sky, she

were plenty of animals in the mountains, nothing

froze. After a violent rustle in the bushes, she saw a small figure dart

Was that... a child?

in the bushes at this hour? What if something happened to them? Where

of the car on the mountain road. Were those the child's

they seemed too far away. What if they couldn't find the child in time and

downstairs, jumped into her car, and drove

the car from the mountain

enough, she spotted a child stumbling and limping

the child sped up, only to trip and fall a few steps