Who's Crying Now, Ex-Husband?

Chapter 447

Chapter 442

Leonard had been waiting outside the tea room for nearly two hours. Just as he was about to barge in and look for her, Mila finally emerged on her own.

"Did he hurt you?" he asked at once.

Seeing her swollen, red-rimmed eyes and the flush at the tip of her nose, it was obvious she'd been crying. Leonard's expression darkened. He kept his voice level, but he'd already started striding toward the tea room, looking very much like he was ready to go confront Forrest.

"No, wait!" Mila hurriedly grabbed his arm and tugged him away. "My grandfather wants me at his place tonight. I can't be late. Besides, what does any of this have to do with you?"

It was always like this.

For the past year, every time she met with Forrest, Leonard had insisted on sticking close by. In the beginning, he'd insist on sitting in at every meeting, and whenever she tried to object, his answer was always the same: *"It was in the will, Miss. I'm to keep you safe."*

But Forrest was never a threat to her.

After several heated arguments, she'd finally managed to convince Leonard to at least wait outside, although even that came with a time limit. She technically had the authority to give him orders, but Leonard was still a living, breathing person- one carefully groomed by the Montgomery family. She didn't have to like him, but she couldn't just dismiss him at will.

At most, she could ask her personal assistant, Cara, to stick closer to her, letting her avoid Leonard as much as possible. But every time she came home, she just couldn't shake him. He was a constant nuisance.

As she managed to usher him into the car, Leonard couldn't help but warn her again. "Chairman Sutherland, Forrest isn't as harmless as he seems. It'd be better if you kept your distance from him in the future."

looked at him. "Are you sure you're talking about Forrest? Or are

you," Leonard replied, his voice

mood still in shambles, Mila closed her eyes

nerves.

***

tea room, Forrest watched the orange car disappear from sight. He was just about to leave when his phone buzzed on the table.

is it?" His tone was

finally answered, since the

cold," came Giselle's teasing voice. "Mr. Whitmore, how about we

voice was icy. "When did we ever

Mr. Whitmore," Giselle gave a soft laugh. "You were the one who sent

weren't you?

the farce of her marriage with Lysander. Now you want to

Mila would do if she knew you were a sanctimonious fraud? She was devastated when the truth came out-fainted the

Giselle sounded delighted.

toward her," Forrest said, his tone still calm. "Is

more than that." Giselle's voice went cold. "If it weren't for her, I never would have—” She cut herself off abruptly. "Mr. Whitmore, don't try to

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