Who's Crying Now, Ex-Husband?

Chapter 184

Thankfully, Julian, with whom Mila had become familiar over time, was a trustworthy child who never broke a promise. As long as he agreed, he wouldn't spill the beans.

This secluded villa community was inconvenient for everyday life, which explained why most houses remained vacant and sales were poor. Even though it was daytime, the streets were deserted.

Once inside the villa, Mila took Julian to the second-floor bedroom, put on a cartoon for him, and promised she'd be back in half an hour. She then locked the door and headed downstairs.

...

In the basement, Mila took a deep breath and pushed open the door. Her eyes met the gaze of the man leaning against the wall.

Roland was awake, his face still pale, but amusement sparkled in his eyes. "You came."

Mila nodded silently, setting up a folding table with a nourishing meal she had picked up from the hospital, along with some medication. She then retreated to stand by the door.

swift elegance. After finishing his meal and wiping his lips, he casually tossed the pills into his mouth, chewing them before addressing Mila with a smile. "Why so far away? I'm not

keeping her distance. "I've brought new

hurry, chuckling as he asked,

blinked. "Would you answer if I

instead asking suddenly, "Has

bluntly, not bothering to hide the truth. "They say you're missing and presumed

raising an eyebrow with interest.

worried?" Mila asked, puzzled by his calm

about giving me a phone? Let me contact my people. As soon as I step outside and prove I'm alive, the

frowned, sensing something was off. Why didn't he seem concerned about the company's fate? Testing the waters, Mila offered, "I could give you

"Take