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.

couldn't sleep, Forrest would set up a makeshift bed in the office, sitting beside her until she

the past. Things had changed between them. It wasn't appropriate

her head, refusing. "It's not that I don't trust you, I'm just not

Forrest smiled softly.

ask around for some non-medicinal ways to help

try to

closed the door and locked

light cast long shadows as Forrest stood outside her door,

and

moment, he decided against returning to the master bedroom. Instead, he opened the door to

...

before finally catching a brief sleep, her dark circles deepening as

he mentioned offhandedly, "I heard about

up. She wasn't too

person to

Mila was about to return to the guest room to work when Vance,

studio are available

did Forrest

him. Regardless, she needed a