Who's Crying Now, Ex-Husband?

Chapter 152

If it weren't for their current frail state, they might have ended up covered entirely in jewelry instead of just a pendant or two.

Mila was genuinely frightened.

After listening to countless lectures and fervently promising to behave and not wander off alone again, she finally managed to persuade her great-aunt to go home and rest.

Once her great-aunt left, Mila turned to the two people who had just

'coincidentally' returned. "Which one of you told her?"

Miranda immediately denied it, "It wasn't me!"

Eugene quickly shook his head, "Definitely not me!"

Both of them had firsthand experience with her great-aunt's temper. Neither of them was foolish enough to provoke her wrath or invite a scolding.

So who was the culprit?

A sleek black Phantom glided down the road.

suddenly sneezed, pressing a finger against his slightly reddened nose before speaking slowly, his voice carrying a hint of lazy

rearview mirror and casually

online rumors are still spreading. Should we manage the public relations and have

another question. "Has

head, "No, she

smirked coldly, "She's certainly keeping her

thought for a moment before adding, "The legal team hired by Mrs. Johnson is investigating the matter. It seems she's planning to use it as evidence in

unreadable. "She really is determined to take

silence, Lysander's slightly hoarse voice broke through. "Ignore her. Take down all the trending topics related

"Understood."

then asked, "And what

her shortly and handle

a few more times. His usually striking face now appeared somewhat weary, his fox-like

had

where the chill had seeped into his bones. By the next morning, he was feeling

robust and healthy, Lysander found this sudden illness peculiar, dismissing it as a minor ailment

couldn't help but ask, "Are you sure you don't want to see a doctor,

leaned back against the seat, shaking his head slowly. "Don't wait for me later; I'll be staying at

at the hospital