Who's Crying Now, Ex-Husband? novel Chapter 373

“I’ll think about it some more.”

“It’s been a while since we visited your uncle and aunt. Since we have some time today, Adrian, do you want to come along?”

Adrian glanced at his father and nodded.

Giselle was thrilled.

She dropped the topic of leaving the country, took Adrian’s hand, and, chatting and laughing with Lysander, headed downstairs. As for Mila, she didn’t mention her at all.

……

She never expected Mila to make it back alive.

The people she’d hired before were utterly useless—how could they fail to deal with a woman who was all alone? And now, she’d lost all contact with that group. Worried something had gone wrong, she didn’t dare reach out again.

Today, she’d only come by to see if Lysander had noticed anything, wanting to test the waters. Seeing him act as cordial as ever, she finally relaxed a little—but not completely. As long as Mila was around, she could never truly rest easy.

Especially now, with Mila living right here in Kingsford.

Soon, they arrived at the Harvey home.

At dinner, everyone kept the conversation light and cheerful, sticking to small talk. In the end, Lysander and his son stayed over for the night.

Later, Charles Harvey called Giselle into his study.

“What’s going on with Lysander lately? He suddenly left Kingsford the other day, and Mila showed up right after. Are you sure he doesn’t have feelings for her? And how is she even back? Did you mess up?”

“I’m sure,” Giselle answered firmly. “I can’t reach those people anymore, so I don’t know what went wrong.”

“You’ve lost contact?”

Charles fell silent for a moment, then said, “Don’t try to reach them again. Wipe every trace of your communication—consider it never happened.”

“I understand.”

“If you’re so sure Lysander doesn’t care about that woman, then why hasn’t he filed for divorce? What’s he waiting for?” Charles pressed.

“Dad, the paperwork’s already been filed. In thirty days, it’ll be official.”

“Can you guarantee that?”

Charles still looked uneasy.

Giselle fell quiet.

In truth, she couldn’t promise anything. Lysander’s attitude toward Mila was a complete mystery to her now. She tried to reassure her father, but deep down, she was anything but certain.

After a moment, her eyes sharpened with resolve. “Don’t worry, Dad. I still have other ways.”

“What do you mean?”

“Thirty days is too long,” Giselle said. “I’ll find a way to force Mila out of the country in the next few days. Once she’s gone, no one will be able to help her.”

Charles stared at her, then frowned as he realized what she was implying. “You’re planning to use… Are you sure it won’t backfire?”

Giselle smiled.

“Dad, it’s not as if we’re getting our hands dirty ourselves. It has nothing to do with us. If we’d thought of this sooner, things would’ve been much simpler.”

Charles finally grinned too.

……

Just outside the study, Charlotte Brown was crouched at the door, straining to catch bits and pieces of their conversation. The soundproofing was too good; she only managed to gather the general idea.

Something about… hurting Mila?