Who's Crying Now, Ex-Husband? novel Chapter 313

“You again? What was your name—Mila, right?”

The woman’s voice turned icy. “You’ve got some nerve, calling here. Lysander’s in the shower and can’t talk. Don’t bother calling again. You homewrecker. Stealing someone else’s fiancé—pathetic!”

“Wait, I didn’t even know he was—” Mila barely got the words out before the line went dead, replaced by the cold, repetitive beep of a disconnect.

She stood there, in the fading twilight on a noisy city street, ears ringing.

Homewrecker?

She’d never imagined that word could ever be thrown at her. The absurdity and injustice of it hit her full force, leaving her breathless.

It made no sense.

For a moment, Mila couldn’t even summon the strength to protest.

She stood there, dazed, lost in the crowd and the city noise. But eventually, she forced herself to breathe, to do something—anything. She dialed Miranda, hoping to ask about Lysander’s engagement.

Miranda was the closest connection she had to that world.

But the Wayne family, though well-off, weren’t anywhere near the Montgomerys’ league. Miranda didn’t know much—she just promised to quietly ask around. Mila brushed off Miranda’s curiosity with a few vague excuses.

No matter how she tried, she couldn’t let it go.

She wasn’t going to swallow this slander.

She had to get to the truth. She needed answers—because if this rumor got out, how could she hold her head up in public?

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Fortescue City.

Early the next morning, Mila and Archie sat outside a rustic inn, sipping steaming black tea and eating hearty beef pastries for breakfast—a local staple.

The town perched on a high plateau, and the rainy season had settled in. Outside, a fine mist fell endlessly, water dripping from the eaves in silver threads. Only the hot tea brought warmth against the chill. From their spot, they could see mountains shrouded in drifting clouds.

Archie stretched out his hand, letting the rain gather in his palm, then took a big bite of his pastry. He sounded a bit frustrated. “When’s this rain going to stop? We have to make it to Zionia tonight, no matter what.”