Who's Crying Now, Ex-Husband? novel Chapter 97

On a cold winter's night, the wind howled through the air.

The evergreen bamboo grove swayed in the gusts, producing a gentle rustling sound, while the red candles hung above swung softly with each breeze.

Surrounded by the natural music of the bamboo, Mila strolled along the path, carrying a candle. Her steps were light as she approached the neighbor's door.

She rang the doorbell, and it wasn't long before the door swung open.

A well-dressed middle-aged man with graying hair stepped out. He looked momentarily surprised to see her, but his expression softened when he noticed the candle in her hand.

"Good evening."

Mila greeted him first, gesturing towards the villa at the other end of the bamboo path with a slight wave of her candle. She smiled, "I'm your neighbor across the way, Sutherland. Thank you for the candle; it's adorable."

"Good evening, Ms. Sutherland."

The middle-aged man replied warmly, "My name is Howard."

"But, Ms. Sutherland, you might have misunderstood. I'm the butler here. It was my employer who thought his house looked too festive with all the candles and decided to hang some on yours so it wouldn't seem too quiet."

"I'm glad it didn't bother you."

Mila quickly shook her head, "Not at all. I love the candles; they're charming. Your employer has a whimsical side. Please thank him for me."

"I will," Howard promised with a smile.

After exchanging a few more pleasantries and letting him know he could reach out if he ever needed anything, Mila turned and made her way back home with her candle in hand.

Howard stood at the door, watching her disappear at the end of the bamboo path. Once she was gone, he closed the door and returned inside.

"Did she like the candles?"

A young man's refined voice resonated in the warmly lit, cozy living room.

Howard answered respectfully, "She did, sir."

The man didn't reply further. Soon, a tall and slender figure, as graceful as bamboo, moved elegantly up the stairs and vanished from the living room.