Who's Crying Now, Ex-Husband?

Chapter 405

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Mila, unable to speak, simply stared back, her face unreadable.

What exactly was she supposed to be happy about?

Should she be thrilled that he'd kidnapped her? Or perhaps delighted that he'd pointed a gun at her?

Even if Felicity were here to witness this, Mila could swear on her life-there was nothing to be happy about. How could anyone possibly love a maniac like him?

She couldn't even be bothered to respond to his latest bout of insanity.

But just as she was turning away, a sudden, sharp pain shot through the back of her neck. Within seconds, her vision blurred and her body went limp, sliding helplessly downward. What's happening?

Through the haze, Mila felt him clutch her tightly, his voice trembling as he whispered, "Darling, we'll be together forever soon. But I don't know why-I'm scared. Every day I'm more afraid. It just keeps getting worse."

"So please, sweetheart, just cooperate. Don't make me afraid, alright?"

Lunatic.

-No!

you doing

out, Mila

she was lying in a

felt dazed, struggling to piece together what

Not wanting to take chances, she hurried off the bed and ran

opened easily. The guard dog-her usual warden-was nowhere to

Her confusion only deepened.

her out? What was the

rushed to the bathroom, locked the door, and stripped down, examining every inch of herself in the mirror for any sign—a mark, a bruise, a scar.

before. No pain, no discomfort... nothing. Which only made

That night at dinner,

Cossio's hand,

gently stroked her cheek. "Don't worry, I love you. I would never hurt you. I just... needed some peace

the hell did you

gnawed at her, but she didn't dare shatter his delusion by voicing her doubts. Judging by his demeanor, he wasn't going to explain anything anyway.