Who's Crying Now, Ex-Husband? novel Chapter 250

"Twenty-five percent is outrageous," Mila thought, shaking her head at the offer. The algorithm had evolved significantly since its early days, and she hadn't been involved in its recent development. Accepting such a large share would surely upset the core team, and it would create complications for Forrest as well.

Sensing her hesitation, Forrest tried to reassure her. "This is coming from my own shares," he explained gently. "You don't need to feel any pressure."

That only made her more determined not to accept. Mila pressed her fingers to her temples, feeling a headache coming on as she searched for the right words.

"Forrest, I appreciate your generosity, truly," she began. "You've already done so much for me—offering me a safe place to stay, helping me plan my escape, and getting involved in... Well, suffice it to say, I'm already indebted to you. I can't possibly accept this."

She stood up quickly. "Julian's asleep, and I can't leave him alone for too long. I should head back."

Forrest watched her leave, the room falling into silence once more. His smile faded slightly as he gazed at the scattered papers on his desk. After a moment, he let out a soft chuckle. "You've turned me down again," he murmured to himself.

He walked over to his desk, retrieved a small leather notebook, and flipped it open. Most of the pages were blank, except for the first two, which had numbers written in red ink: 1, 2. He turned to the third page and carefully wrote the number 3, then set the notebook aside. Removing his silver-rimmed glasses, he leaned back in his chair, pinching the bridge of his nose. "The third time," he sighed, the sound echoing softly in the study.