Who's Crying Now, Ex-Husband?

Chapter 221

### Crimson Gardens at Night

As the car slowly drove through the gates of the estate, two bodyguards waited downstairs. Mila ascended the stairs to the bedroom to find Adrian.

The moment Adrian saw her, he dashed over with open arms.

"Mom!"

"Mm..."

Mila's mind was elsewhere. She hugged her son briefly, murmuring soothing words before making an excuse about packing up for a few days' stay at the family estate. She suggested he play on his own for a bit.

Adrian, not wanting to be left alone at home, agreed reluctantly.

While Adrian was occupied with his tablet, Mila pretended to be packing. In reality, she was searching for possible hiding spots for important documents. She went through almost the entire second floor, sparing not even Adrian's room, except for the study.

But there was nothing-no documents, no clues.

"What are you looking for, Mom?" Adrian asked, glancing up curiously from his game.

"Oh, I was just thinking about which toys to bring along to the estate," Mila replied, her train of thought interrupted.

she reached out to touch the model shelf that stretched across one wall of the room,

"Don't touch that!"

her away with surprising force. "Mom,

forgot," Mila

forgotten how protective Adrian was over his collection, especially these game models. One touch and

room, her gaze turned towards

only

in this household,

a digital lock with

access.

knew she had to try. With a sigh, she approached the study door, lightly touching

either

luck. Adrian's birthday—also a failure. A series of dates and numbers she thought

Only one attempt remained.

the keypad. One more failure and the

had

data cable connection, the pre- installed software would have

night she was brought back, that phone, along with her documents,

was limited to only the most rudimentary functions like making

Mila was stuck.