Who's Crying Now, Ex-Husband?

Chapter 395

Fuming, Mila muttered a curse under her breath as she dragged her exhausted body back to the kitchen door. The wolf immediately began circling her, golden eyes gleaming with anticipation.

So, what was the code again?

Stomach growling and mouth watering, Mila wracked her brain, trying to recall the code she'd glimpsed a few days ago. She'd tried to sneak a peek from afar, but was caught almost immediately-she hadn't managed to see much, and she certainly didn't dare to just start guessing at random.

After agonizing over it, the smell of food seemed so strong she could almost taste

it through the door-though, maybe that was just her imagination.

Forget it.

She'd just try something and hope for the best.

Remembering how obsessed Cossio was with Felicity-even going so far as to learn her favorite recipes―Mila took a wild guess. She punched in a string of numbers, figuring if she got it wrong, she'd just have to deal with the consequences.

Click.

The door swung open.

Mila blinked in disbelief. Seriously? That was it? Felicity's birthday? That was the code? Talk about obvious.

Well, it worked.

Who cared how simple it was-she could finally eat!

Swallowing hard, she and the wolf squeezed into the kitchen together, heading straight for the massive triple-door fridge.

Food! Food!

flung the fridge open. Inside,

she'd seen in ages. The sight nearly

she was starving, she forced herself to

reached into a corner for

gone in three quick bites—she barely tasted it. As she reached for another, she felt a tug at her skirt. Looking

almost forgotten

all, they were both sneaking food. Instead, she grabbed some napkins, wrapped up a few more pastries, and picked out a couple of raw, hardy vegetables that would keep for a while. For the wolf, she fished a

was done, she carefully rearranged the vegetable rack and stacked more meat to cover the missing steak, making

that nothing seemed out

bundled everything up in her skirt and hurried upstairs with the wolf right behind her, closing the kitchen door quietly

Safe in her room,

frozen steak to the bathroom to thaw and rinse it. After a fair bit of effort, she locked the wolf inside the bathroom to eat

get her through the next few days. Finally, she began to feel her strength returning, but she didn't dare leave her room again

Mila was back in the bathroom, meticulously scrubbing away any traces of

drifted into a

her usual mask of calm, obediently getting dressed and following the maid to the garden,

usual, she

He hadn't noticed.

strange-Cossio brought her here and strictly controlled her food and freedom, yet he never actually locked her in

But the truth was,

nearly as docile as

the garden with him, Mila assumed the day would pass in the usual dull silence with Adrian, when suddenly, he reached out and took

What?

led her toward

pounded. No way. Had he already

She was doomed.

her, his voice gentle, "Darling, I've been