Who's Crying Now, Ex-Husband? novel Chapter 81

"What's wrong?"

Aunt Jade asked casually when she noticed her grandniece, Mila, hadn't spoken for a while.

Mila snapped back to reality, took a deep breath, and finally made up her mind. "Aunt Jade, could you help me find a divorce lawyer?"

Jade was taken aback, a little surprised. "Can't you find one yourself?"

"It's not that," Mila hedged. "It's just that since I'm divorcing Lysander, I worry that a regular lawyer might not be enough. I want to hire someone with more reputation and skill, but it's hard for me to get in touch with them..."

Mila avoided the real reason.

She couldn't tell Aunt Jade that Lysander was using his influence and money to make it impossible for her to find a lawyer. If Aunt Jade knew, with her personality, she'd definitely march over to the Montgomery family and cause a scene. If that happened, it would be impossible to keep this from her mother-in-law.

If her mother-in-law found out about the divorce, it would be even harder to finalize!

Mila was determined to keep this a secret from her mother-in-law until the divorce was finalized. Once it was done, there would be no turning back.

Luckily, Jade didn't press her further. She understood how complicated divorces in high society could be, and a good lawyer was crucial for matters like asset division and child custody.

"Alright, I have a professional legal team at the Kingsford branch of Splendid. I'll arrange for them to assist you. You can discuss any issues with them," Jade agreed without hesitation.

Mila was overjoyed, expecting just one lawyer but getting an entire team! She hugged her aunt tightly, her spirits lifted. "Thank you, Aunt Jade!"

"Off with you—it's only when you need my help that you remember to be sweet," Jade teased, her wrinkled face lighting up with a satisfied smile.

...

They chatted for a while, and soon they arrived at the Metropolitan Hospital.

Mila accompanied Aunt Jade through each step of the health checkup, while Sophie followed with a stack of documents.

Just as Mila sent Aunt Jade into the second examination, her phone suddenly buzzed.

She answered it absentmindedly, only to be met by a woman's frantic, tearful voice.

...

"Mrs. Montgomery, please, can you save Mr. Eugene?"

"I-I walked in today and found him collapsed on the floor, his face as white as a sheet. I can't get hold of the eldest young master, and Mr. Eugene needs a signature for surgery. Please, can you come quickly... will he die?"

The woman on the other end of the line was sobbing so hard she could barely speak, her panic evident in her disjointed words.