Who's Crying Now, Ex-Husband?

Chapter 247

Due to the recent upheaval caused by the Lockwood Group incident, the

company found itself entangled in numerous unresolved issues. As a key partner, Forrest was also pulled into the fray, spending his days juggling tasks and rarely making it home before late.

Late at night, at the cozy Willow Lane residence, Forrest finally returned. As he stepped through the door, Howard, the family's trusted butler, took his white jacket and spoke up at the right moment.

"Ms. Sutherland and young Master Julian have already gone to bed."

Forrest was aware that Julian had moved in and had hoped to meet the boy that day. However, the chaos of the day had thwarted his plans.

"And how's the little one doing?" Forrest inquired.

Howard paused to recall. "The child is well-behaved but seems a bit withdrawn. There's a hint of psychological trouble. He's taken to calling Ms. Sutherland 'Mom'."

"He calls Mimi 'Mom'?" Forrest paused in the act of unbuttoning his silver cufflinks, a small smile playing on his lips as the warm light reflected off his glasses. "What an interesting child."

He chuckled lightly as he handed the delicate cufflinks to Howard to put away.

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didn't take long for him to fall asleep next to Mila, comforted by her presence. She, too, fell into a peaceful

in bed and discovered the space next to her was empty. Being a light sleeper

glow of the nightlight. As her hand hovered over the main light switch,

stood at the foot

Was he... sleepwalking?

child's condition hadn't improved much and had led to episodes of sleepwalking, searching for his mother.

to him; waking a sleepwalker could be dangerous. Carefully, she slid out of bed and approached him, waving a hand in front of his face; he didn't react. Confirmed, he

balcony. Fortunately, it

stayed close, gently guiding him to avoid any collisions, slowly leading him back to bed. As soon as he lay

partly from fright and partly from exertion. It made her understand why Nathaniel had been so grateful to pass the

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next morning, Forrest looked uncertain as he took off his

might like, so I whipped up a few

artfully presented children's dishes, each one more enticing than the last. Simple? Hardly. They looked and smelled delightful,