Who's Crying Now, Ex-Husband?

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.

After everything that had happened lately, her patience was wearing thin. She finally lost it. "That still doesn't give you the right to stalk me! Stop following me.

"Chairman Sutherland, these are dangerous times. No one outside the Montgomery family can really be trusted right

precious Montgomery family, all right." Mila's voice was icy. "But you're not the only one

"I'm the most reliable."

don't

through the trees on either side of the road, making the leaves whisper in the darkness. Neither of them spoke. Mila sat inside the car, Leonard stood outside, and they just stared at each other, silent, both tense and unyielding. Finally, with

Leonard didn't argue back.

her in a room on Lysander's orders and ignored her

year. Now,

didn't change

no matter how much you despise me, no matter how you treat me, I just ask that you not be reckless about

dead! Dead!" Mila shouted, her voice cracking. "And I. Don't.

he stared off into the darkness, his voice empty of emotion when he finally spoke. "Protecting you is my

also

she didn't

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

by her own thought, then felt a wave of exhaustion and defeat.

here she was, catching herself thinking the same way. The realization made her want to scream. She clutched hepmug tightly, speechless with frustration. Was she being influenced by them, or was

her silence, and after a moment's hesitation-seeing she'd gone out in a rush and wasn't dressed for the chill-he

of the jacket startled Mila back to herself. She shoved

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

"...Yes."