Who's Crying Now, Ex-Husband?

Chapter 509

"Oh, right."

Something seemed to occur to him, and he tilted his head, letting out a low chuckle. "Come to think of it, you're quite impressive. Anyone else would've been eaten alive in the Lockwood family's house, but not only did you make it out unscathed, you even managed to get Roland Lockwood to back down for you. With skills like that, I doubt a little errand like this would trip you up."

The moment Roland's name was mentioned, it was like a cold bucket of water dumped over Miranda's head. She fell silent, the anger inside doused in an instant.

The man kept speaking, his tone lazy. "Of course, you could always refuse. But if you do―" He gave a crooked smile, "-well, I doubt Roland's patience is limitless. Not that I'd mind telling him all about your little escapades in England. I'm sure he'd understand exactly how to discipline a disobedient wife."

"Miranda, did you really think Jade Sutherland could protect you and your family forever? She doesn't have much time left."

Miranda clenched her fists so hard her nails dug into her palms.

Bastard!

She wanted nothing more than to leap up and punch him in the face, but she didn't dare. Against her will, Roland's smiling face flashed through her mind, and a shiver ran down her spine.

He was another monster.

...

The more she thought, the angrier she got. But she bit back the curses on the tip of her tongue, unwilling to give him the satisfaction-or to let herself be manipulated. And then there was Lysander's proposal.

After a long silence, she finally stammered out, "Are you... are you telling the truth? You're not lying to me?"

"What if I am?" He gave a mocking laugh.

Bastard. Bastard. Bastard!

"Alright, it's settled. I'll be in touch." He turned abruptly. "And don't even think about running or pulling any tricks. You know exactly what'll happen if you do."

With that, he walked away.

His figure quickly disappeared behind the thick rose bushes. Miranda stared after him in a daze, barely able to process what had just happened.

He just left?

It's settled?

said anything was

warning, but Miranda felt no relief. She had no doubt he meant every word. If she tried anything reckless, those so-called consequences... Just one

slumped

blankly for a long time, until she heard footsteps and voices nearby. Her heart froze-was he coming back? She scrambled up and ducked into a nearby thicket of

"Mila!"

mask and ran

"Miranda?!"

garden,

in front

worried

somewhere in the garden made Mila's hands shake. Why would Miranda be out here when nearly

creeping into her voice. "I just felt a little stuffy in there. Wanted some fresh air, that's all... Wait, why

say

positioned all around, that the tension in the air finally registered. What was going on? Why were there so many people?

for

brisk, barely

Ket

She used the

Whitmore had

instructed her team

spread

further and escort

back into

But Miranda understood.

even-that the creep who'd forced

the ballroom was

was

his death and tricked Mila... She didn't know why, but thinking about it, if anyone would pull a stunt