Who's Crying Now, Ex-Husband?

Chapter 463

After running herself ragged for days and barely catching any sleep the last two nights, Mila finally decided to give herself a proper day off-the perfect opportunity to accept Forrest's invitation.

"Are you sure this is okay?"

Forrest glanced at the rearview mirror as he pulled up in front of Montgomery Holdings to pick Mila up. He couldn't help but notice the car trailing them,

Leonard's, keeping a respectful distance. Even though he knew the Montgomery family was just trying to keep Mila safe, he still wasn't used to it.

Mila just sighed. "Let's just roll with it. I'd rather they follow in plain sight than sneak around."

Forrest didn't reply, but Mila could tell he was still uneasy.

"So, where are we going? What's for lunch?" Mila was still thinking about Forrest's promise of good food. He was a whiz in the kitchen and always put extra thought into dining out. Back in college, he'd always sniffed out the best spots before anyone else.

He was basically a walking food radar.

"That's a secret," Forrest said, grinning.

"Again with the suspense," Mila muttered, finally letting herself relax in the passenger seat. She leaned her head back and closed her eyes. "Mind if I catch a quick nap?"

"Didn't sleep well?"

Forrest caught the shadows under her eyes in his peripheral vision.

"... Yeah," she murmured, already half-asleep.

in the soft scent of jasmine that filled the car. Forrest's smile deepened, the tension in his brow fading away. When they hit a red light, he quietly draped his jacket over her, eased

slept deeply, more comfortably than she had

window. Shielding her eyes, she realized with

you going to sleep a little longer?" Forrest asked, twisting

off her shoulders. She caught a faint whiff of

looked so peaceful I didn't want to wake you." He studied her face for a moment before asking, "Not sleeping well-are you stressed,

brushing it off. She peered out the window at the quiet side street. "Where are we? I don't see

have to

"Oh, right."

climbed out, and a breeze carried fluffy seeds through the air. At the corner, a tree was bursting with tiny pink blossoms. Narrow,

block away. Leonard was leaning against the door, watching them with his

and called out to Mila, who was admiring the flowering tree. "Hey, Mimi-this way, it's further

"Coming!"

was

one arm-walked side-by-side with Mila who for once wore a soft

a

few moments, as if remembering something, he pulled out his phone and snapped a quick photo of the pair

his face unreadable, as if he saw nothing unusual about

Forrest narrowed his eyes.

That guy...

"Forrest?"

Forrest had suddenly fallen silent, Mila

back down the alley, then

sticking close,