Who's Crying Now, Ex-Husband?

Chapter 245

The incense rose gently, its tendrils dissolving into a soft, fragrant mist that settled around the room.

Mila snuggled deeper into her warm, cozy quilt, the delicate scent of sandalwood lingering at her nose. Her mind slowly drifted, and soon enough, she was enveloped in sleep.

In the early hours of the morning, a gentle, unhurried knock sounded at the door. Three firm taps, repeated three times.

Standing outside in the hallway was Forrest, dressed in a neat gray suit. His silver-framed glasses caught the warm light, glinting softly on his high-bridged

nose.

At that moment, from the other end of the corridor, Howard's voice broke the silence. He was standing by the staircase, looking concerned.

"Sir, you're still up?"

Forrest turned slightly to meet his gaze, his smile gentle. "Yes, I brought some incense for Mila earlier. I wanted to make sure it helped her sleep. It seems it worked."

"I see. You should get some rest as well, sir."

Howard watched as Forrest entered the guest room next to Ms. Sutherland's, shaking his head with a sigh before heading downstairs.

...

A peaceful night's sleep.

brightening her mood considerably. She greeted Forrest on his way out; he'd been busy lately with

new company's launch back home. She didn't press

after a phone call, Mila left accompanied by Howard and a bodyguard, heading into

room on the second floor. As soon as she opened the door, a small figure darted

missed

emotion. Mila's heart melted instantly. She crouched down, holding him close, soothing him until she finally looked up at the man sitting at

out, his handsome features

stayed glued to Mila, sitting across from Nathaniel without sparing a glance at his uncle,

little scamp, completely

but resigned himself to it, pulling out a bank card and placing it on the table,

Mila looked puzzled.

"Consider it a token of gratitude for looking after Julian. I know it's not enough to make up for the past, but given the current rush, I haven't managed other arrangements. Once everything is settled, I'll offer you

despite his lack of parenting skills, Nathaniel cared deeply

Mila shook her head slightly, taking the

"Thank you."

shifting to the middle-aged