Billionaire Ex-wife: I Can't Live Without You

Chapter 1996

Suddenly, a commotion erupted outside the temple as the doors were thrust open with force.

Mylo, who was expected to be in a distant town, had returned unexpectedly to Stastle.

“Ronan!” he exclaimed, rushing forward and pushing Sonny aside.

He enveloped Ronan in a protective embrace, his concern evident as he assessed the wound on Ronan’s leg.

Ronan seemed to find solace in Mylo’s presence amidst his despair.

“Dad, Nathan plans to condemn me to the horrors of a high-security prison.

Please, help me.

I can’t bear the thought of going there, but I don’t want to die either!”

Despite his hatred towards Nathan, Mylo softened his tone and persuaded, “Nathan, Ronan may have erred, but he is still a descendant of the Payne family.

How can you condemn him to such a fate that might potentially end his life? While it’s undeniable that Ronan bears responsibility for his actions, the severity of the punishment seems disproportionate.

You could even opt for corporal punishment, but sentencing him to a high-security prison seems excessive.

It might be wiser to address the family matters internally.

”

“When Ronan conspired with an outsider to harm Grandpa, did he not consider the inevitable consequences of being discovered? His actions indicate an awareness of responsibility.

and escort him away,” Nathan

advancing towards Ronan, but Mylo positioned himself before Sonny, barring Sonny

being excessively harsh,

Ronan is your cousin.

only has

don’t want to

”

Nathan’s patience wore thin.

prison is already the most lenient

face there, he’ll still have access to basic necessities like three

if he meets an unfortunate end, he brought it

made his bed, he must lie

Take him away!”

“No way! No!”

ancestral temple, the

cacophony of wails, shouts, and pleas for mercy filled the air,

persisted until Kern hurriedly arrived, bringing an end to

“Mr.

grandpa has

be and go see

had regained consciousness—a momentous occasion

Sonny in tow, Nathan departed the ancestral temple, his gaze fixed forward, and hastened towards Norton’s

Ronan, whose trembling

of a gunshot, rendering

is