Who's Crying Now, Ex-Husband? novel Chapter 47

Giselle's direct mention of sharing a bed caught Mila off guard. She realized she'd been too conservative in her thinking.

Lysander's face turned stormy at Giselle's bluntness.

"Wait here. I'll have Leonard take you home," Lysander told Mila curtly before dragging Giselle away.

But Mila had no intention of waiting. She stood up from the couch, smoothed her dress, and headed for the door. However, when she reached it, she found the lock wouldn't budge, her expression darkening in disbelief. She never imagined Lysander would go so far as to lock her in the lounge. What was he thinking?

...

"Ma'am, Mr. Montgomery asked me to take you home."

Leonard, dressed impeccably in a suit, appeared at the door shortly after.

Mila ignored him. As soon as the door opened, she moved to leave, but Leonard blocked her path, his tall frame completely sealing the exit.

Mila glared at him coldly. "Leonard, what do you mean by this?"

"Mr. Montgomery instructed me to personally escort you home. Please, ma'am, don't make this difficult for me."

Leonard's indifferent gaze briefly took in Mila's elegant silhouette, accentuated by her fitted dress, before he looked away, his face remaining emotionless and stern.

"I don't need a ride. I have my own home."

Mila had no intention of going with Leonard. Having decided on a divorce, she was certainly not returning to the house she shared with Lysander at Willow Creek.

"Move aside!"

Leonard didn't budge.

Raised with the Montgomery family's sponsorship and trained rigorously, Leonard, who had experience as a mercenary, stood like an immovable stone wall. Mila knew she couldn't push him aside.

Recalling the last time her photos were forcibly deleted from her phone, Mila knew better than to engage in a futile struggle.

Keeping his hand on the doorframe, Leonard replied coolly, "Mr. Lockwood, this is a private matter of the Montgomery family."

"Oh? But Ms. Sutherland is a cherished guest of the Lockwood family," Roland countered, using one hand to effortlessly pull Leonard's arm away from the doorframe. "Ms. Sutherland, please, after you."

Mila was astounded.

She had seen Leonard handle subordinates before; even mercenaries trained for combat couldn't take him on, not even in groups. Yet Roland, who seemed so genteel, had easily moved Leonard aside with one hand.

What exactly were the Lockwoods involved in?

Pushing the thought aside, Mila stepped out of the room.

"Thank you, Mr. Lockwood."

"My pleasure. When my honored guest is being mistreated on my turf, it's a slight against me," Roland replied with a casual air.