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.

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

the past. Things had changed between

I don't trust you, I'm just not comfortable with

Forrest smiled softly.

some non-medicinal ways

I'll try to

the door and

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

and pinched the bridge of

a moment, he decided against returning to the master bedroom. Instead, he opened the door to the guest room next to Mila's and settled in for the

...

finally catching a brief sleep, her dark circles

he mentioned offhandedly, "I heard about your residency issue from Vance. I'll see if I

She wasn't too hopeful,

person to help

to the guest room to work when Vance, who was

mentioned the study and studio are available for

When did Forrest

thanked him. Regardless, she