Who's Crying Now, Ex-Husband?

Chapter 263

"How's it going?"

Forrest's expression instantly cooled at the question. The gentle, approachable look he usually wore was gone, replaced with open irritation for the first time.

"All those tricks you bragged about giving gifts, splurging on presents, inviting her out for fun-they were completely useless. And you call yourself a master of romance?"

"Please."

Roland couldn't let that slide. He grabbed Forrest by the arm and pulled him aside.

"Hold on, you'd better explain what went wrong. My advice is foolproof! It has to be your fault-your head's always full of code and business jargon, you probably botched the execution. Come on, spill it. Tell me exactly what you did."

...

Meanwhile

Ryan Lockwood stepped into the ballroom, scanning the crowd until his gaze landed on Giselle, who was surrounded by people. His eyes instantly lit up.

"Giselle!" he called out, voice brimming with excitement as he made his way toward her.

Giselle was chatting animatedly with a group, but at the sound of his voice, she turned, momentarily surprised, before greeting him with a bright smile.

it! Where's

Ryan was here, his older brother Roland must be around as well. Giselle glanced

Giselle, full of unguarded affection. The past few weeks had been a whirlwind of worry

a party tonight, Ryan all but begged Roland to bring him along, hoping he might get lucky and run

luck was on his

in front of him, he couldn't

enjoyed it, she instinctively glanced

his family's close ties with Forrest, the host of the evening. The Lockwood Group was making waves lately,

seemed to draw attention wherever she went. Earlier, she'd been seen deep in conversation with Forrest. No one knew

with both Mr. Lockwood and Mr. Whitmore, don't you?"

sidestepping the question with practiced ease. "We're all old friends. Ryan and I

it all-they were

that although Roland spent most of his time overseas, he doted on his little brother.

seemed, was nothing

eye, but she'd also won over Ryan Lockwood, and was on excellent terms

grew even more

excusing herself

...

lounge off the