Who's Crying Now, Ex-Husband? novel Chapter 130

As she started speaking, she suddenly stopped, deciding to pull someone away to play instead.

...

Montgomery Manor.

In the grand hall, after Felicity hung up the phone, she sat motionless on the couch, her eyes vacant. Her pale complexion appeared sickly, almost ghostly white.

She sat there for a while, her eyelashes trembling slightly, and then tears began to fall silently, large and heavy.

Silent sobs shook her body.

Conrad, returning after a brief phone call, saw her quietly weeping and felt a pang of concern. He hurried over, gathering her gently into his arms, soothing her with soft pats.

"What's wrong, darling? Who upset you?"

Felicity shook her head, blinking away tears that made her eyes glisten like a fawn lost in the woods.

She murmured, "Why is Mila being distant with me? Did I do something wrong again?"

Once she started speaking, the floodgates opened, and the tears wouldn't stop. She didn't even realize she was crying; she only felt the wetness and sting on her cheeks.

"No, you've done nothing wrong. Everything you do is perfect."

Conrad, worried but trying to comfort her, could only offer reassurances to the visibly distressed woman in his arms.

Felicity's eyes were brimming with tears, her face a mask of emotional void, her voice laden with a deep, helpless confusion.

"Then why doesn't she want to see me?"

How did she manage to call Mila when I wasn't watching?

"That's not it; she's probably just busy. I'll talk to her, don't worry..." Conrad continued to soothe her gently.

Felicity's emotions flared up quickly and subsided just as fast. After crying for a while, she drifted into an exhausted slumber.

Conrad carried her to the bedroom, watching her curl up under the covers, her sleep restless. His heart ached, torn between frustration and worry.