Who's Crying Now, Ex-Husband? novel Chapter 497

But what was truly absurd was this—

They’d only been married for less than a month, and Miranda was already off to another country. With her impressive credentials and sharp legal mind, she’d landed a spot on the legal team at Splendid’s headquarters overseas. Six months had passed, and she hadn’t even come back for a visit. It was obvious she was planning to settle down abroad. Their marriage had turned into a long-distance arrangement—on paper, still married, but in reality, barely more than strangers.

And yet, every time Mila traveled abroad for work or an event, she’d somehow find herself cornered by Roland, who would start grilling her about Miranda. It was enough to drive anyone up the wall.

She wanted to ask:

Do these two ever actually talk to each other?

They are married, after all.

Judging by Roland’s anxious demeanor, he clearly cared about her, didn’t he? He even seemed worried Miranda was being pushed around, given that the Wayne family didn’t have the influence of the Lockwoods. He’d asked Mila, too, if Miranda was alright, but Miranda would just laugh it off, breezy as ever. “Who would dare mess with me? Besides, it’s just a marriage of convenience. We both get what we need—why get so serious about it?”

With her saying that, Mila had stopped prying. She knew Miranda well enough to know she was never the type to suffer in silence.

If someone crossed her, she’d settle the score right then and there.

But marriage… well, that was different. The sweet and bitter parts, the things you couldn’t say aloud—Mila understood all too well. Even Miranda moving out of the country just a month after the wedding was something Mila could sympathize with.

After all,

Her own marriage had been like that for a long time—seeing each other every day but barely exchanging a word, or only sharing a bed and nothing else. Living together, but as distant as if they were on separate continents; sometimes, it felt even lonelier than being apart. There was no real communication at all.

Eventually, it all turned into lies and manipulation.

And betrayal.

That’s why Mila no longer expected much from marriage.

But when it came to Miranda…

A troubled look flickered across her face.

“What’s with that expression?” Miranda chuckled, shaking her head in exasperation. “Alright, I’ll call Roland Lockwood later and tell him to stop pestering you. Honestly, he acts like I died or something—can’t he just leave you alone for a day?”

“Don’t say things like that!” Mila hated hearing people joke about death. “That’s not something you should just throw around,” she snapped, lightly smacking Miranda’s arm.

Miranda only smiled, saying nothing.

“Ready to go?” Forrest had already loaded their suitcases into the trunk. Standing by the car, he waited for them to finish chatting before calling out with a smile.

“Yeah, this one’s a keeper.” Miranda nudged Mila’s shoulder, teasing.

“All aboard!” Mila, worried Miranda would say something else outrageous, hurried to usher her into the car.

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