Who's Crying Now, Ex-Husband?

Chapter 239

"Did you have a nightmare?"

Forrest's voice was gentle. "I was passing by to get some water and heard you shouting, so I knocked."

Was she really shouting in her sleep? Had the nightmare frightened her that much?

It must have been unconscious, Mila thought, nodding wearily. "I haven't been sleeping well."

Every time she closed her eyes, she saw Lysander with a head full of blood, and the image of being trapped in a dark, narrow cell haunted her. It was exhausting.

She hesitated, then asked, "Do you have any sleeping pills?"

She couldn't continue like this. If she kept losing sleep, her condition would deteriorate and she wouldn't be able to focus on her design work.

Forrest shook his head, disapproving. "Too many sleeping pills aren't good for you."

Seeing her disappointment, he hesitated before suggesting, "If you trust me, I could sit by your bed until you fall asleep."

Mila was momentarily taken aback.

was stressed about project deadlines and couldn't sleep, Forrest would set up a makeshift

past. Things had changed between

that I don't trust you, I'm

Forrest smiled softly.

I'll ask around for some non-medicinal

try to figure

closed the door and locked

light cast long shadows as Forrest stood outside her door, listening to the click of

removed his glasses, and pinched the bridge of his

against returning to the master bedroom. Instead, he opened the

...

sleep, her dark circles

as Forrest was leaving, he mentioned offhandedly, "I heard about

She wasn't too hopeful,

to help was

Forrest left, Mila was about to return to the guest room to work when Vance, who was clearing the

Sutherland, Mr. Forrest mentioned the study and studio

did Forrest take

Mila thanked him. Regardless, she needed