Who's Crying Now, Ex-Husband?

Chapter 547

If Adrian refused to leave, there wasn't much she could do.

All she could do was fulfill her responsibility.

Still, before she left, she had to consider what might happen if Adrian was willing

to go but unable to. She was definitely heading to the UK, which meant she needed someone trustworthy to stay behind and look after Adrian.

The Montgomery family was out of the question-getting them involved would only make things messier.

That left Forrest.

With an organization protecting him, neither Cossio nor the Montgomerys would easily get to Adrian... and, honestly, Forrest was the only person she trusted right now. Leaving Adrian with him gave her peace of mind.

What she didn't expect was just how much Adrian disliked Forrest.

But she had to try.

"Adrian, I'll be heading out soon. During the day, Mr. Whitmore will stay with you. If you need anything-meals, help, whatever-just ask him... If something really comes up, call me, okay?"

Lillian's Manor.

She led Adrian on a short tour of the house, making sure he got his bearings. Once that was done and remembering she had to leave soon-Mila finally spoke.

They'd agreed on this plan the night before.

Adrian wasn't happy, but he nodded.

As Mila's car disappeared down the drive, Adrian's gaze fell on the man in front of him—his gentle smile never wavering. Instantly, Adrian's face darkened. With a huff, he turned to march back inside, making it clear he had no intention of acknowledging Forrest.

He didn't want this man's company at all.

But as he turned, Forrest's hand landed lightly on his shoulder. Before Forrest could say a word, Adrian snapped, "Let go! When Mom gets back, I'm telling her you hit me!"

This little brat.

moods faster than flipping

you want, but your mom wants to see photos of you

the Pembroke estate, their

to

would compromise for his mother's

"Don't touch me!"

protest, but he wasn't backing down,

up to. As long as I'm here, you

furiously, "You adults are

help but

purpose, feigning innocence. "Call me Mr. Whitmore. And what makes you say I'm fake?

"Don't touch me!"

hand away, face flushed with anger, especially after remembering the phone

gently, "So, Adrian, is there anywhere you want to go today? I'm

"No!"

with me to work."

restaurant near

streaming through the windows onto the table where Mila

together like this

shared

until the waiter brought their food, dish after dish breaking the silence. Finally, Mila found her

to

this, but she

told me to

Stephanie's suspension-you

fault, and the punishment is far too harsh... If you want her reinstated, we both

drop it," Nathaniel

surprised at how easy that was.

you. Is there anything you want

would you think

gave a rueful

was Sophia's doing. It was wrong, and I share the blame for not stopping her.

enough."