Who's Crying Now, Ex-Husband?

Chapter 250

"Twenty-five percent is outrageous," Mila thought, shaking her head at the offer. The algorithm had evolved significantly since its early days, and she hadn't been involved in its recent development. Accepting such a large share would surely upset the core team, and it would create complications for Forrest as well.

Sensing her hesitation, Forrest tried to reassure her. "This is coming from my own shares," he explained gently. "You don't need to feel any pressure."

That only made her more determined not to accept. Mila pressed her fingers to her temples, feeling a headache coming on as she searched for the right words. "Forrest, I appreciate your generosity, truly," she began. "You've already done so much for me—offering me a safe place to stay, helping me plan my escape, and getting involved in... Well, suffice it to say, I'm already indebted to you. I can't possibly accept this."

She stood up quickly. "Julian's asleep, and I can't leave him alone for too long. I should head back."

leave, the room falling into silence once more. His smile faded slightly as he gazed at the scattered papers on his desk. After a moment, he let out a

were blank, except for the first two, which had numbers written in red ink: 1, 2. He turned to the third page and carefully wrote the number 3, then set the notebook aside. Removing his silver-rimmed glasses, he leaned back

racing. She locked the door, checked on Julian to make sure he was sleeping peacefully, and then collapsed

It wasn't just about the shares or the potential dividends. She understood that Forrest's offer carried

from a disastrous marriage, one that wasn't even

hands, letting out a long sigh. All she wanted was to leave the country as soon as possible. Now that Forrest's company had gone public and was stabilizing, it was only a matter of time before

the tumultuous past, it was unlikely anyone would still cling to such feelings.