Who's Crying Now, Ex-Husband? novel Chapter 470

Back at the restaurant, Mila hadn’t exactly been at her wits’ end, but she’d been anxious enough—afraid Sophia would actually lose control and stab someone for real. Her heart had been pounding so hard she could barely hear herself think.

She’d almost gritted her teeth and agreed to Sophia’s demands.

Honestly, what choice did she have? If going along with Sophia bought her some time to figure out a solution, it was better than provoking her into a meltdown—nobody wanted to see blood on the floor.

She’d long since learned not to count on unstable people to act rationally.

But then, against all odds, someone had actually managed to talk Sophia down. Mila had no idea who pulled it off, but whoever had that kind of influence was someone she’d very much like to meet.

And yet…

She couldn’t shake the memory of the odd look Sophia had given her when she answered that phone call—a look that made Mila’s nerves prickle all over again.

She knew she wouldn’t rest easy until she got to the bottom of it.

Up in the driver’s seat, Leonard kept his eyes fixed on the road, his expression unreadable as he answered in his usual calm tone, “I just found an elder from the Pembroke family to have a word with her.”

“A Pembroke family elder?” Mila shot him a dubious look. “What business do they have meddling in my affairs?”

“If Sophia ended up back in prison over this, the Pembroke family would have a hard time explaining it. It would bring shame on their family’s reputation—and Nathaniel’s as well, especially with his engagement coming up.” Leonard’s explanation was matter-of-fact.

Family reputation? Engagement?

It all sounded plausible enough, and for a moment Mila almost let herself believe it. But if it was just a warning from the Pembroke family, how did that explain the strange look Sophia had given her when she took the call?

And Sophia—was she really the type to listen to her elders?

Mila remembered the story all too well. Back when the Pembroke family’s infamous murder case had gone to trial, Miranda Wayne had told her all about it. The family had tried every trick in the book—pleading mental illness, offering settlements—anything to get Sophia off without jail time. It was Sophia herself who’d blown it, mouthing off in front of the judge and landing herself six years behind bars.

If she was ever going to listen, it would’ve happened back then.

Why now?

Something didn’t add up.

Mila kept her doubts to herself, only casually asking which elder had intervened. Leonard said it was Sophia’s mother, who had moved overseas years ago and was no longer in the country. With that, Mila dropped the subject, but her suspicion only deepened.

The Pembroke family really was something else. Sophia’s mother had left ages ago—couldn’t stand her cheating husband anymore. And from what Mila had heard, the man’s appetite for trouble was truly remarkable.

Nothing was off-limits. No boundaries at all.

Honestly, why did people like that even bother getting married? All it did was make everyone around them miserable. And if they made it through life without catching some disease, that was a miracle in itself.

Sophia’s husband had been the same kind of disaster.

And Nathaniel? He wouldn’t even hear of marriage.