Who's Crying Now, Ex-Husband?

Chapter 181

The door was half open, just a sliver of space between in and out.

Mila's eyes widened as she met the gaze of the man who had turned to look at her. Her heart, which had been beating wildly, settled back into its proper rhythm.

"What are you doing here..."

"Mama!"

Julian, dressed in his raccoon pajamas, wobbled over, throwing himself at her with a whimper that echoed clearly in the dim hospital room.

Without pausing to question why this uncle-nephew duo was in her room at four or five in the morning, Mila crouched down to comfort the little boy, whose sobs were pitiful and soft.

Whatever had frightened him, and however long he'd been crying, it didn't take long for him to exhaust himself and fall asleep in her arms.

After tucking him into the bed and ensuring he was snug under the covers, Mila turned her attention to Nathaniel. Both of their eyes mirrored the same puzzled expression.

Before she could speak, Nathaniel voiced his concern first:

"You gave me a scare. I came by around three and didn't find you here, and you weren't answering your phone. I thought something had happened and was considering calling the police."

You scared me more!

stopped her heart; she feared it was Roland's enemies

run, only to find it was the

and she needed

hospital gown she had worn underneath, and hung it casually on the coat rack. Her tone was

a while. Why are you two here

to countless others.

mentioned earlier that she'd be pulling an all-nighter working on a project with friends, so Nathaniel wasn't suspicious.

up crying for his mom. I didn't

on and a flicker of anger

let this

clinging to a fragile hope often found it too heavy to

psychological issues weren't addressed, it was like a ticking time bomb, ready

was different from his grandmother's; at least

But Julian's family...

a while, Mila's words

once my divorce is finalized, I'm leaving the country. You can't expect your child to follow