Who's Crying Now, Ex-Husband?

Chapter 467

Chapter 462

Just outside the cemetery.

Two cars were parked along the tree-lined road. The orange one had its door swung wide open. Mila sat inside, her face pale, clutching a travel mug as she took slow sips of warm water. Only after a long moment did she finally glare at Leonard, who stood outside by the door. "Seriously? You had to sneak out here in the middle of the night just to scare me?"

Honestly—did he not know how dangerous it was to startle people like that?

Was he out of his mind?

Leonard's expression was unreadable, though there was a faint note of resignation in his voice. "Ma'am, you left home alone in the middle of the night, and came to this place. I was worried something might happen, so I followed you.

I never intended to frighten you-"

"Don't call me ma'am!" Mila snapped.

He paused. "... Chairman Sutherland."

"Were you spying on me? Following me?" Mila's voice went cold as realization dawned.

"I need to keep you safe at all times," Leonard replied, as if it were the most natural thing in the world. "And since you left Mr. Montgomery's estate, I was always going to know."

Safe. There it was again.

Always about her safety.

always the same excuse. Mila was sick of hearing it. After everything that had happened lately, her patience was wearing thin. She

steady. "Chairman Sutherland, these are dangerous times. No one outside the

was icy. "But you're

"I'm the most reliable."

I don't want

of them spoke. Mila sat inside the car, Leonard

Leonard didn't argue back.

ago, when he'd locked her in a

year. Now, her patience had

didn't

you despise me, no matter how you treat me, I just ask that you not be reckless about this," Leonard said quietly. "Your safety is more important than anything.

voice cracking. "And I.

twitched. For a long moment he stared off into the darkness, his voice empty of emotion when

was also his

if she

reason, an absurd thought popped into her head-Lysander's loyal hound. Even after his master was gone, he was still this

startled by her own thought, then felt a wave of exhaustion and defeat. A hound? Since when did

tools-like loyal dogs to be thrown away when no longer useful. And now, here she was, catching herself thinking the same way. The realization made her want

and wasn't dressed for the chill-he slipped off his suit jacket and draped it over her shoulders. "Chairman

of the jacket startled Mila back to herself. She shoved it off, retreating further

finally spoke, her voice was cool, no longer combative. "Once the Cossio business is

"...Yes."

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