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, shelves were

and more food than she'd seen in ages.

was starving, she forced

into a corner for a

was gone in three quick bites—she barely tasted it. As she reached for another, she felt a tug at her skirt. Looking down, she saw the wolf baring its teeth, growling softly, and nudging the

almost forgotten about

wrapped up a few more pastries, and picked out a couple of raw, hardy vegetables that would keep for a

and stacked more meat to cover the

seemed out of

upstairs with the wolf right behind

Safe in her room,

food in her closet, then took the frozen steak to the bathroom to thaw and rinse it. After a fair bit of effort, she locked the

she start hiding her own food in secret spots around the room-just enough to get her through the next few days. Finally, she began to feel her strength returning, but she didn't dare leave her room again

back in the bathroom, meticulously scrubbing away any traces of their midnight raid. Only when everything was spotless

into a quick

her usual mask of calm, obediently getting dressed and following the maid to the garden, shuffling along in feigned

behaving as usual, she

He hadn't noticed.

locked her in her room. It was as if he believed she couldn't do

But the truth was,

wasn't nearly as docile as she

him, Mila assumed the day would pass in the

What?

led her

got, the harder Mila's heart pounded. No way. Had he already discovered what she'd

She was doomed.

to her, his voice gentle, "Darling, I've been craving your rose