Who's Crying Now, Ex-Husband?

Chapter 196

Leonard sent a message to the person who had originally inspected the car. The reply came quickly: they hadn't found anything. They had only checked for

bloodstains and missed other details.

"Check again," Leonard instructed.

Lysander chuckled, "We had such difficulty finding anyone useful before. It's suspicious."

Leonard was taken aback, "Weren't we supposed to stop looking?"

After all, this was likely a trap set by Roland. Searching further would only waste time, and the people they had sent out were just aimlessly wandering.

"Keep searching. I need to know what role she plays in this setup. Miranda doesn't have the guts to hide someone on her own."

With a smirk, Lysander glanced in the direction of the upstairs, his voice laced with indifference, "Assign someone else to this task. You stay here and keep an eye on the lady. If she disappears, you can say goodbye to your position."

"...Understood."

...

turned the room inside out, but she couldn't find a single trace of

then fiddled with the

barely started when she heard footsteps outside.

like Lysander's usual

she called

came from outside, "Yes, it's

mouth and nose in the car earlier. She slammed

Leonard stood outside, unmoving.

sounds from within, his usually composed demeanor faltered. He was transported back to that

winter, the same

by a door, Mila's voice then had been tinged with a softer, clearer tone, crying and banging on the door. It was

weren't much different

let me out. I'm

"Leonard, open the door!"

through time, overlapping

Both were intense, deafening.

felt a momentary lapse, stepping back from the door. A sudden urge to smoke overwhelmed him, but when he reached

years ago, Mr. Montgomery had banned smoking across

finally spoke, his voice hoarse, yet his decision unchanged from seven years