Who's Crying Now, Ex-Husband? novel Chapter 196

Leonard sent a message to the person who had originally inspected the car. The reply came quickly: they hadn't found anything. They had only checked for bloodstains and missed other details.

"Check again," Leonard instructed.

Lysander chuckled, "We had such difficulty finding anyone useful before. It's suspicious."

Leonard was taken aback, "Weren't we supposed to stop looking?"

After all, this was likely a trap set by Roland. Searching further would only waste time, and the people they had sent out were just aimlessly wandering.

"Keep searching. I need to know what role she plays in this setup. Miranda doesn't have the guts to hide someone on her own."

With a smirk, Lysander glanced in the direction of the upstairs, his voice laced with indifference, "Assign someone else to this task. You stay here and keep an eye on the lady. If she disappears, you can say goodbye to your position."

"...Understood."

...

Mila turned the room inside out, but she couldn't find a single trace of a phone.

She then fiddled with the door lock.

She had barely started when she heard footsteps outside. She paused, waiting, but no one came in.

It wasn't like Lysander's usual behavior.

Testing the waters, she called out, "Leonard?"

A soft voice came from outside, "Yes, it's me."

Hearing his voice, she connected it to the man who had covered her mouth and nose in the car earlier. She slammed her fist against the door, "Leonard, open this door!"

Leonard stood outside, unmoving.

Listening to the sounds from within, his usually composed demeanor faltered. He was transported back to that night seven years ago.

The same winter, the same scenario.

Separated by a door, Mila's voice then had been tinged with a softer, clearer tone, crying and banging on the door. It was heart-wrenching.