Who's Crying Now, Ex-Husband? novel Chapter 441

In a refined tearoom, the two of them sat across a polished table, the air fragrant with the scent of tea leaves.

Forrest handled the teaware with practiced ease, pouring Mila a cup of delicate green tea. He flashed her an easy smile. “These days, it’s really hard to get a moment with you, Mimi.”

“Come on, don’t say it like that.” Mila gave a light laugh. “You’re the busy one here. When I was back in town, I tried to meet up with you a few times, but you never showed.”

Forrest set the teapot down, his voice gentle. “Then I was in the wrong.”

“Wait, what?” Mila took a sip and almost choked. If anyone knew his schedule, it was her. For the past six months he’d been tied up wrapping things up for the Federal Security Bureau, barely finding a moment to breathe, let alone socialize.

She’d only meant to tease him—she hadn’t expected him to suddenly get all serious.

“That’s not— I didn’t mean—” She put her cup down, stumbling over her words. But when she looked up and caught Forrest’s eyes crinkling with laughter behind his silver-framed glasses, she realized he was just messing with her. Flustered, she huffed, “You’re impossible…”

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“So, how long are you staying this time?” Forrest topped up her tea, smoothly shifting the subject.

“A bit longer than usual, I think.” Mila considered for a moment, holding up an index finger in mock seriousness. “But it can’t be more than a week, or my aunt will be upset.”

“Jetting back and forth must be exhausting.”

Mila’s smile was content. “Not really.” As long as her aunt was still around to keep her company, she couldn’t complain. If it weren’t for the people and responsibilities tying her to her home country, she might never have come back—she’d want to stay glued to her aunt’s side, calling or video chatting every couple of days whenever she was away.

Forrest understood without needing her to say it.

Watching her, soft and happy, he found himself smiling too. Suddenly, he said, “The project with the Federal Security Bureau is almost wrapped up, and things at my company have settled down. I haven’t decided on the next project yet, and that’s actually why I asked you here today—I was hoping you could give me some advice. What do you think?”

He slid a tablet across the table to her.

“Are you sure?” Mila shook her head, hesitating. “Isn’t this classified company info?”

“It doesn’t matter.” He insisted, placing the tablet in front of her. “If I can’t trust you, who could I possibly trust?”

He had a point. Mila had even helped develop the core algorithm Forrest’s company, Forest Team, provided for the Bureau’s project. He’d never kept her at arm’s length.

Still, it was a lot to take in. After a moment’s pause, and a little more coaxing from Forrest, she finally tapped the screen open—and froze.

It wasn’t just government projects. There were international ones too.

Suddenly, she understood. He hadn’t called her just for advice. This was something else entirely.