Who's Crying Now, Ex-Husband?

Chapter 543

"Sophia."

Mila spoke again, her voice barely a whisper. "You have no idea I used to envy you. Julian only ever loved me because he mistook me for his mother. But his love, from beginning to end, was always meant for you. It always has been."

Her conviction was unshakeable.

"You have to believe him."

"You can't do this to him."

She simply wouldn't allow it!

Time passed.

So long, in fact, that Mila started to think she'd never get a reply; that, this time, she'd failed. Then, at last, a voice rose from the bed beneath her.

"Move."

"You..." Mila hesitated, worried Sophia would lash out the moment she stood, so she stayed frozen.

"Move!"

After a moment's pause, Mila finally shifted away, stepping off the bed and putting a safe distance between them. She couldn't help it-Sophia was always so volatile, and Mila could never quite guess what she was thinking.

Sophia rolled over onto her back with some effort.

For a while, she just stared up at the blank, white ceiling. Then, suddenly, she spoke. “Mila, you really are... unbelievably stupid."

Mila said nothing.

"You've got enough trouble of your own, and yet you still want to meddle in my business? In my child's life?" Sophia turned her head slightly to look at Mila, face unreadable. "Haven't you figured it out yet? Why do you think your husband came to me for a partnership?"

"He's not my husband."

"Oh? If you say so." Sophia let out a cold laugh. "He certainly doesn't see it that way."

Mila's brow furrowed.

right? he can't show his face right now because of this person. But

are you

voice had turned

a sly amusement. "You've been his from the very start. You don't even know what promises he made to me to keep

let out a bitter laugh. "What makes you two so sure

Because you're still standing right

Sophia smiled.

Mila fell silent.

the same thing Sophia had mentioned before-the absurd 'destroy

had to be a

this kind

out a low chuckle. "Oh, Mila. If that was all I wanted, I could handle it myself.

all people? You know how petty and

in Mila's chest

did he

"You can't."

Sophia's smile grew sharper.

consider yourself Mrs. Montgomery. In that case, maybe you could give it to me too. Imight even consider ditching Lysander and working with you

is

could possibly exist that

Power? Influence? Money?

he comes to you,

"He's coming to me?"

been a little too reckless lately? Or do

didn't know what

this was all about some twisted possessiveness over what he used to have, was that truly enough to

What could it be?

If not, then why?

spoke, almost without realizing the

Sophia

to me for help. So that's it... Turns out you're just

all just too