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 your

must be around as well. Giselle glanced around but didn't spot

replied, stepping closer without a care for the curious eyes nearby. His gaze lingered on Giselle, full of unguarded affection. The past few weeks had been a whirlwind of worry and sleepless nights over his brother's troubles. He and Giselle had only managed

he heard Forrest was hosting a party tonight, Ryan all but begged Roland to bring him

luck was

in front of him, he couldn't

she enjoyed it, she instinctively glanced away, mindful of the crowd.

with Forrest, the host of the evening. The Lockwood Group was making waves lately, so guests greeted

Ryan's lively greeting-and the way Giselle seemed to draw attention wherever she went. Earlier, she'd been seen deep in conversation with Forrest. No one knew what they talked about, but the easy laughter between them had caught

you seem to have a great relationship with both Mr. Lockwood and Mr. Whitmore, don't you?" someone asked, curiosity

practiced ease. "We're all old friends. Ryan and I grew up

said it all-they were

although Roland spent most of his time overseas, he doted on his little brother. And with Forrest and Roland's

it seemed, was nothing

Lockwood, and was on excellent terms with Forrest Whitmore. Add in her impressive academic background and striking looks-her future was

crowd grew

with practiced charm, chatting with company executives before excusing herself with a smile, signaling Leonard to take over. Then she

...

lounge off