Who's Crying Now, Ex-Husband?

Chapter 465

Chapter 460

Was she losing her mind?

Had she really heard that?

Mila lay stiffly in bed, her mind a tangled mess. For a long moment, she didn't move, half convinced she'd imagined it. But in this dead-quiet night, with only her and Felicity lying head-to-head on the bed, she certainly hadn't gone deaf.

A bastard with fox-like eyes?

Fiancé?

Setting aside the "fiancé❞ for now-was Felicity talking about Lysander? Surely she didn't mean Adrian... Mila's memory had been so muddled these days, she barely remembered the grandson, and for fear of upsetting Felicity, Adrian hadn't been allowed to visit the old house for a while.

Besides, the ages didn't match; she couldn't possibly mistake a child for a grown man-especially not someone Felicity insisted was her fiancé.

But that man was long gone.

What on earth was happening? Was Felicity's memory so jumbled now that she'd started having hallucinations?

How else could she explain it?

Suddenly, in the middle of the night, a chill crept down Mila's spine. Her skin prickled with unease, and she hurriedly tugged the covers up, curling into the blanket.

She'd have to ask about it tomorrow.

That was the plan, at least. But whether it was anxiety or some subconscious dread, Mila didn't sleep a wink. She lay wide-eyed until dawn, and as soon as the sun rose, with shadows under her eyes, she cornered Felicity, who had just woken up.

"What?"

"Fiancé?"

"Bastard with fox-like eyes?"

about? Mila, when did you get engaged? And you didn't even tell me?" By the end, she was wide awake, grabbing Mila's arm and

cold sweat broke

This was bad.

Felicity down, she made a beeline for the study to find Conrad. Sure enough, he was already at his desk, working. He greeted her and was about to head to the bedroom to check

"Wait."

Mom's condition just memory loss, or is it more

paused, his hand on the

Like... seeing people who aren't

her lip, watching Conrad closely, reading every flicker

Did he know?

this news to

needed to

then his face clouded with worry. He let out

Figured out what?

heart skipped. She didn't

desk, opened a drawer, and handed her a stack of documents. When Mila started flipping through

hallucinations before. Somel

old names. Once or twice, she even mistook me for one of

evaluation, Mila's frown deepened. The seriousness of the

it was over," Conrad said wearily, sinking into his chair and rubbing his temples. "After the diagnosis, we adjusted

hadn't

loss. I thought

sense, sort

thought back-except for last night, she hadn't seen

before, just not completely

But still...

Prescott again." Conrad's tone grew urgent as he rose and hurried out

Dr. Prescott-Felicity's primary physician.

Mila instinctively followed.

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