Who's Crying Now, Ex-Husband?

Chapter 480 After two more days of rest, Mila's throat finally began to heal. Speaking still brought a tickle, but at least she could talk normally again. The bruises on her neck hadn't fully faded, yet a touch of concealer did the trick.

Nothing that would stop her from going out.

With Leonard accompanying her, and gifts in hand, she set out for her appointment.

She was meeting Johnnie.

Both of them had a straightforward nature. They enjoyed a meal together, chatted about perfumes and the like, exchanged gifts, and parted ways.

Mila was never the type to accept something without giving back. She could tell, just by the scent, that the perfJohnnie gifted her was a rare find. Though she'd tried to refuse, she still insisted on bringing a small present of her own and picked up the lunch tab, just to show her thanks.

Gift in hand, she headed straight to the old manor.

Part of her reason was that she hadn't seen Felicity in a few days-and she'd promised to bring her the perfas soon as she got it. The other reason was Eugene; she wanted to see what she could do about his situation.

To her surprise, Conrad was there as well.

That saved her a trip to the company headquarters. If she wanted to take Felicity out, it was only reasonable to discuss it with Conrad first-especially considering everything that had happened. As for Felicity, Mila knew she was desperate to leave the house.

It wasn't the first tthe subject had cup.

Mila understood why Conrad was so protective, why he kept Felicity cooped up. But if things kept going this way, Felicity's condition would only improve so much, and lately her urge to get out had grown fiercer as her memories faded.

Mila had brought it up before.

Every time, she'd been turned down.

So this time, she had little hope. But, unexpectedly, Conrad-seated behind his desk in the study-paused for a moment, then agreed.

"What did you say?" Mila couldn't quite believe her ears.

He agreed? He actually agreed? The good news landed so abruptly that she didn't even have tto celebrate- she was stuck in disbelief. "Yes." Conrad's expression didn't change. "I've thought about it. Keeping her locked up isn't a solution. It'll drive anyone crazy. She needs to get outside, see the world. But we'll have to be careful. I'll handle the security arrangements." "Of course," Mila replied quickly.

She was still a little dazed as she left the study. It wasn't until she saw Felicity that she realized why Conrad had relented so easily this time.

The moment she opened the bedroom door, a pillow cflying at her head, followed by a furious shout. "Get out! I don't want to see you!" Mila ducked, picked up the pillow, and walked in with a grin. "Why are you so angry today?" "Mila!" From the mound of blankets on the bed, a fuzzy head popped out. Felicity scrambled off the bed, bare feet sinking into the thick rug as she hurried over, cheeks still flushed with indignation.

"You have no idea. Conrad's being a total jerk. He won't even letgo back to my own house. My parents and brother must be under skind of spell-whenever I call, II, they just tellto stay here and not make a fuss! How am I making a fuss? He's the one keepinglocked up!" So that was it.

No wonder Conrad was so agreeable this time.

He couldn't keep her contained anymore.

"Don't be mad-I brought you a gift, and I've got good news." Mila took Felicity's hand and led the still-grumbling woman to the sofa.

"What is it? Tell me!" Felicity's curiosity always won out; she perked up immediately, eyes shining with anticipation.

Mila remembered the perfhad just been taken by Conrad in the study-he wanted to have someone check the ingredient's first, worried that Felicity might be allergic to something. Mila understood his caution, so she skipped mentioning the perfand instead shared the news about going out. "Really?" Felicity's eyes lit up, sparkling like blue glass.

"Of course," Mila smiled back. "Let's think about where we should go." "An amusement park!" Felicity replied without hesitation.

Mila hesitated. For safety's sake, both she and Conrad agreed Felicity could go out, but they'd have to avoid crowded places and also. places that were too deserted. An amusement park was out of the question-far too many people, and impossible to guarantee security. V.

Renting out the whole park was an option, but that would defeat the point-they wanted Felicity to be around people, to feel life again.

No, that wouldn't work.

As Mila was searching for a gentle way to say no, the bedroom door suddenly opened. Conrad stepped in, offering a small smile. "Alright. We'll do it Felicity's way. Let's go to the amusement park." Mila fell silent.

Felicity cheered, her mood instantly transformed. Even Conrad, for once, didn't annoy her enough to get kicked out-she just gave him a sideways look and asked what he wanted.

"It's the gift Mila brought you," Conrad said, handing over the checked perfbottle.

"Oh, it's that scent!" Felicity exclaimed.

She spritzed it on the inside of her wrist; the air filled with the lush, elegant aroma of roses, with a note that made it unique-something that drew you in and made you want to breathe deeper, just like the pat fragrance she'd noticed on Mila days before.