Who's Crying Now, Ex-Husband?

Chapter 276

Things were starting to spiral out of control.

Her patience was wearing thin.

...

Bamboo Grove.

After the chaos of the auction, Mila felt too anxious to even consider going for a walk, so she returned home early.

As soon as she got back, she shut herself in her art studio, turning to painting in hopes of calming her nerves.

Julian kept her company, painting quietly by her side.

It wasn't until evening that she bathed her son, read him a bedtime story, and, still uneasy, held him close as she drifted off to sleep.

Meanwhile, in the study-

Forrest had come home late. The company was facing unexpected trouble, and he hadn't had a moment to rest.

Howard gave him a detailed account of what had happened at the

up: "Sir, perhaps you should show this file to

something Forrest had asked Howard to investigate

everything related to Ms. Sutherland's marriage seven years ago—including all the things Lysander had done in

the start, born of nothing

saw this file and learned the truth, she'd finally be able to cut Lysander out of her heart for good. Only then would Forrest have a

paused over

Of course he knew.

word, just silently turned page after page, until he came

bones crushed by a hammer. The pain had

it.

the pain would flare up for no reason, and he

Love. Scars. Illness...

pain

was hard to let

the photo, his hand trembling ever so slightly. He hurried forward,

back into your life, haven't you had

a gentle smile. "I do feel

the file...?"