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."

...

but she couldn't find a single trace of a

then fiddled with the door

barely started when she heard footsteps outside.

like

waters, she called out,

from outside, "Yes, it's

to the man who had covered her mouth and nose in the car

Leonard stood outside, unmoving.

within, his usually composed demeanor faltered. He was transported back

winter, the

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

then, her pleas weren't

let me out. I'm scared,

"Leonard, open the door!"

ago echoed through time, overlapping with the

Both were intense, deafening.

to smoke overwhelmed him, but when he reached for his pocket, it was empty. His

years ago, Mr. Montgomery had banned smoking across the entire family. Over time,

open it, ma'am," Leonard finally spoke, his voice hoarse,