Who's Crying Now, Ex-Husband?

Chapter 244

He hailed a cab and headed towards Northridge Institute of Technology, flipping through the recently captured videos on his phone. The clips showed his cousin feeding Giselle affectionately, but they were rather bland.

"Is this all there is? Can't we get something more exciting?"

A sudden realization struck him. Could it be his presence was making his cousin too embarrassed to get closer to Giselle? Would he have to resort to sneaky tactics to capture anything worthwhile in the future?

He should have lingered at the hospital a bit longer. Once he left, only Giselle and Lysander remained in the room.

Sighing at the missed opportunity, he shrugged it off, figuring there would be plenty more chances. He switched to Instagram, scrolling through his feed.

Just as the car neared the university, his phone buzzed with a notification from his special follows. It took him a moment to register that Daphne, the elusive comic artist he admired, had posted an update after two long years.

Excited, he tapped on the notification immediately.

The comic's protagonist was still Red Hat, the little robot. In this issue, the robot, on its world tour and quest to reach the moon, encounters a brilliant mechanic who installs a pair of pristine mechanical wings on its back. Red Hat flaps its new wings, soaring towards the moon.

Archie read with growing excitement. Could this finally be the moment when the little robot reaches the moon?

But as he turned the page, the artwork took a dramatic turn. Just as Red Hat was about to touch the moon, the immaculate wings shattered.

in ruins, the little robot plummeted from the sky, drifting further from the

The comic ended there.

before diving into the comments section. It was already buzzing with frantic questions from readers,

Red Hat... gone

the artist Daphne, asking, "Daphne, are you ending the

came for

having a heart attack. After two years of silence, this sudden update seemed to hint at the

this supposed

out who Daphne really

aside her drawing tablet and stretched, realizing it had

had slipped

the door, she found Forrest standing with

was just about to

replied, slightly embarrassed. "I got lost in

headed downstairs to the dining

The news

she had more to ask, Forrest chuckled, "What can't