Leonard paused for a moment, sensing Mila wouldn’t want to hear the word cold, and wisely diverted the conversation away from illness.
Madam, you were quite bold this time. You should be more careful in the future.
Mila frowned, Is that all?
She thought he was here to discuss something serious. This superficial concern was less welcome than a signed divorce agreement!
Pointing to the door, she said coldly, You can leave now.
Leonard didn’t show any emotion despite her cold reception. He stood up silently, but before leaving, he turned back to her with an indifferent gaze.
Madam, that’s just my personal advice.
You’d be wise to drop the lawsuit and continue as best you can. If you escalate things, you’ll be the one who suffers.
Suffer?
Mila laughed, a bitter laugh, What, you plan to lock me up again? Leonard, do you even have a heart?
The thought of events from seven years ago stirred emotions she couldn’t easily calm.
Whether you all have hearts or not, I haven’t spent these seven years in vain. Get out!
Her voice was low and full of restrained anger.
Leonard gave her a long look, then turned and left.
Mila sat still for a long time, staring at the gently swinging door, until a small hand touched her, bringing her back to herself.
Mommy?
Julian leaned on the side of the bed, tilting his head to look at her with innocent, clear eyes.
Mila exhaled slowly, realizing her back was damp with cold sweat. She held the child’s small, warm hand, feeling her heartbeat finally steady.
Yes, she’s no longer the helpless person she was seven years ago.
This time, she would succeed!
……
Leonard stepped out of the hospital room and stopped abruptly.
Eugene was leaning against the wall, elegantly twirling his phone in his long fingers. He looked over with a smile in his eyes, though it was unclear how long he had been listening.
Mila felt as if she had stumbled upon a nest of bad luck; every unwelcome visitor seemed to find their way to her hospital room.
She quietly observed Hugo, standing by her bed with his head wrapped in bandages and a nervous expression.
Idiot.
At least Charlotte hadn’t tagged along.
Not only Mila but Eugene, sitting by her bedside, also watched Hugo with an amused, slightly mocking expression. Was this really her brother?
Not impressive at all. Sure, he had a face you could look at.
Under the scrutiny of two imposing figures, Hugo was visibly uncomfortable. He trembled as he finally spoke.
Sis, I came to see you.
Well, now you’ve seen me. Goodbye, Mila said decisively.
Eugene immediately stood, ready to escort him out, but Hugo ducked and quickly crouched by the bed, gripping Mila’s hand tightly.
Sis, please, listen to me. I really have something important to say!