Who's Crying Now, Ex-Husband?

Chapter 175

After Mila calmed her racing thoughts, she returned to the hospital room.

Pushing the door open, she paused in surprise. The room was bathed in moonlight, and there sat Julian on the bed, wearing his fuzzy raccoon pajamas, staring blankly. He only looked up when he heard the door.

"Mom..."

His voice choked with emotion, and he prepared to leap off the bed, barefoot.

Mila quickly rushed over, gently keeping him on the bed. "It's okay, it's okay. What's wrong?"

"I thought you were gone," Julian's voice trembled with fear.

"No, sweetheart. I just stepped out for a bit. See, I'm back now..."

Mila had never left in the middle of the night before. She hadn't realized just how sensitive her son could be. After all, when she left, he was sound asleep.

After soothing him for quite some time, Julian finally drifted back to sleep.

But Mila couldn't rest. She kept glancing at her phone, suppressing her worry as she waited for news.

the faint sound of cars could

four in

wanting to leave the room this time, she answered it by

"Hello?"

with excitement.

Mila sighed in relief.

basement, mostly used for storing old or valuable items. She had replaced all the

her advantage and lock the person up, seizing

it really going to be that

uneasy. She asked Miranda to recount the events, but couldn't detect any flaws. It

happens?" Miranda sounded worried. "If he bleeds to

was taken aback. "Didn't you leave any medicine with him when you locked him up?" Miranda knew perfectly well where

Miranda

Mila was frustrated.

hand, not harm anyone. She definitely didn't want to end

didn't want to take things too

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