Who's Crying Now, Ex-Husband?

Chapter 189

The morning sun blazed brightly in a clear sky. Mila squinted toward the sun, its brilliance almost overwhelming. She paused, feeling momentarily displaced, as if caught in a different world. After a brief standstill, she shook off the feeling and got into her car.

The hospital was only a forty-minute drive from the courthouse, and she left early to ensure she wouldn't be late.

Before starting the car, she checked her phone. The time read: 7:32 AM.

Approximately three hours until the court hearing.

Meanwhile, at Montgomery Estate in Crimson Gardens, Lysander stepped out of his home, looking every bit the part of nobility in his tailored black suit. As he made his way to the car, he noticed that Leonard was not driving today. Another car pulled up alongside, and Leonard rolled down his window, nodding to Lysander before both vehicles set off, one following the other.

In the trailing car, Leonard pulled out his phone, speaking with a chill in his voice, "It's time."

Mila was familiar with the route to the courthouse, having traveled it frequently for submitting evidence and handling legal paperwork. Not ten minutes into her drive, she crossed a narrow stone bridge.

bridge, it was all highway from

bridge, but halfway across, an unexpected event startled her. Another car approached from the opposite direction, out of control and speeding

to avoid a collision, but the sudden maneuver caused her car to lurch violently. A loud crash echoed in her ears as a

edge of the bridge. The vehicle trailing behind braked hard to avoid the chaos but ended up colliding

to five cars were caught

her ears ringing and her vision blurred. Her hands slipped from the wheel as her head knocked repeatedly against the seat's headrest, leaving her

cars hadn't been moving fast, and the brakes had mostly been applied in time. The vehicles were damaged, but the

behind forced his door open, squeezing through the narrow gap to pound on

how to drive?" he yelled, his voice seething with anger. "If you can't

shouted, growing more furious by the

who had lost control earlier rushed over to calm him down, "Hey, it's a misunderstanding. Let's