Who's Crying Now, Ex-Husband? novel Chapter 506

“What happened?”

The ballroom was still buzzing with music and laughter when Jade heard the news. She rushed straight to the manor’s first-floor lounge, only to find Mila curled up on the couch, her face deathly pale. Jade’s expression darkened instantly as she shot a glare at Forrest, who was crouched beside Mila.

“Mrs. Sutherland, here’s what happened…”

Forrest, who had already pieced together most of the story, spoke first. But he chose his words carefully, deliberately leaving some things unsaid. After all, he wasn’t sure how much of a shock the old lady’s heart could take right now, and it was probably best not to mention that Lysander was alive—not yet.

“…That’s the gist of it. There was a man in a black cloak at the ball. I can’t say if he knew Mila, but he was unbelievably rude—just grabbed her and forced her to dance. After that, well, she’s been like this.”

“That’s it?” Jade’s eyes narrowed in suspicion.

Of course, such behavior was outrageous—and Jade was furious—but knowing Mila, there was no way a pushy stranger would leave her this shaken. Something wasn’t adding up. Mila looked downright terrified, not just upset.

Forrest pressed on. “Mrs. Sutherland, could I take a look at the manor’s security footage and the guest list? I want to find this man.”

“Of course we need to find him!” Jade snapped. Even if Forrest’s version felt incomplete, this was enough to enrage her. Someone had dared target her Mila, and right in her own home, no less! The nerve!

She spun toward the butler. “Stop the party. Seal off the manor—no one leaves. Get the staff to check every guest, one by one. I want that man in the black cloak and the grotesque mask found. If anyone complains, tell them I demanded it. Say he insulted me at my own event. If they’re not involved, I’ll see to it that they’re compensated afterward.”

“Yes, ma’am,” the butler replied crisply.

“Wait.” Jade stopped him at the door, frowning in thought. “I’ll handle this myself.”

She’d personally sent invitations for this ball. The guest list included half the city’s elite and most of the titled families in the country. If tempers flared, things could spiral fast—a minor incident could easily turn into a scandal if mishandled. She needed to be there, to keep things under control.

But she hesitated, glancing back at Mila. Her gaze shifted to Forrest, who immediately caught her meaning. “Don’t worry, Jade. I’ll stay with her.”

Jade gave him a curt nod. As she stepped out of the lounge and closed the door, she said quietly to the butler, “Send a maid in to keep watch, and have a couple of the manor’s security stand guard.”

The ball had never been about the party itself—it was meant as a test for Forrest. The music and the flowers were just dressing. But now, with this mess, perhaps the test would prove even more revealing.