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."

once more. His smile faded slightly as he gazed at the scattered papers on his desk. After a

leather notebook, and flipped it open. Most of the pages 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 in his chair, pinching the bridge of his nose. "The third time," he sighed, the sound echoing

on Julian to make sure he was sleeping peacefully,

shares or the potential dividends. She

intentions, Mila had just emerged from a disastrous marriage, one that wasn't even fully dissolved yet. She wasn't

that Forrest's company had gone public and was stabilizing, it was only a matter of time before she could slip away

on. Or perhaps she was overthinking it. After all, given the tumultuous past, it was unlikely anyone would still cling to such feelings. Forrest had