Who's Crying Now, Ex-Husband?

Chapter 529

Leonard took the knife, grabbed the antiseptic from the tray, and rinsed the blade to wash away the traces of blood, his face as impassive as ever.

Sophia let out a scornful laugh. "You're not afraid I might turn this knife on her? She's hopeless in a fight."

"That's why I gave her a blunt one," Leonard replied without emotion. He had never expected the knife to actually end up in Sophia's side. The woman was no amateur-she could handle herself. He didn't want an accident, so when Mila had asked him for a knife on the way over, he'd handed her one with only a half- sharpened edge.

If anything had happened, no one would have been seriously hurt. A little yelling, and he'd have time to rush in and break it up.

What he hadn't expected was that the only one who actually got hurt was Sophia. That, he admitted to himself, was a surprise. What the hell had happened in

there?

"When you two were inside-" he started to ask.

Sophia cut him off coldly. "I took a hit for this. If your boss doesn't cough up something I'm satisfied with, we're not done here. Or he can come over and let me slap him a few times-either works for me."

Leonard fell silent.

"Where is she?" Sophia's eyes swept the hospital room.

Apart from Julian, still lying unconscious in bed, it was just the two of them. Mila was nowhere to be seen.

So she'd vanished before things were even settled?

"She left," Leonard said quietly. "What did you say to her?" Mila had stormed out earlier, snapping at him not to follow, and he'd had no idea what set her off.

the boy passed out on the bed. "Yeah, you're probably right." Sophia's voice was icy. "She

phone tossed on the table began to vibrate. Through the cracked screen, an odd name flickered "Patient

eyes. "Your boss

need to go keep an eye on her," Leonard said, getting to his

Sophia

was about to answer the call, her gaze lingered on the sleeping child. She hesitated, cursed under her breath, and took the

put the call on speaker. With one hand, she touched the fresh bandages at her throat, inhaling

me. Spare me the small talk,"

Lysander's voice was slow,

isn't it?" Sophia replied offhandedly, conveniently omitting the fact that she'd sold Lysander out completely. The outcome was what he wanted-just not the way he'd planned. Didn't

she's

trust her after all. He'd already checked with Leonard before calling. She gave a

angry. Isn't that what you wanted? To make

you again? This is just the beginning-anger is normal. I pretty much followed your instructions to

much?" Lysander's

Sophia's patience was thin after what she'd just been through

was pushing her

not master and servant. Stop barking orders

angry. I want her scared. I want her so terrified of betraying me that she stays home and waits for me-doesn't go running off

froze. "Who did she run

He didn't need to. Sophia could guess easily enough. Even though she was still fuming, the thought

funny?" His voice was