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."

...

the room inside out, but she couldn't find a

with the

she heard footsteps outside. She paused, waiting, but no one came

like

she

voice came from outside, "Yes,

man who had covered her mouth and nose in the car earlier. She slammed

Leonard stood outside, unmoving.

usually composed demeanor faltered. He was transported back to that night

same winter,

been tinged with a softer, clearer tone, crying and banging

her pleas weren't much different from

me out. I'm

"Leonard, open the door!"

echoed through time, overlapping with the familiar,

Both were intense, deafening.

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

across the entire

can't open it, ma'am," Leonard finally spoke, his voice hoarse, yet his decision