Chapter 3

The car rolled into a suburban neighborhood, stopping in front of a charming three-story house with a quaint garden.

Handing the car keys to the housekeeper, Mila strode inside. The warmth enveloped her, chasing away the chill that had clung to her from outside.-

Ignoring the greeting staff, she headed straight for the bedroom to pack her belongings.

The thought of Lysander reconnecting with Giselle without her knowing, and even involving her child, churned Mila's stomach. She felt nauseous.

She had no desire to stay a moment longer in this house.

There was a lot to pack, but she focused on essentials: personal clothing, a few winter outfits, and some valuable jewelry she often wore. It all filled a large suitcase.

As she reached for the nightstand, her fingers brushed against a secondary credit card.

This card was linked to Lysander's account.

Given that their marriage was forced by their elders, Lysander had always been wary and stringent with her, never providing her with an allowance.

Their son had his own card.

she only had this

days, she saw this card as a token of affection.

transaction she made

to buy

had found her job

her impressive resume as a

she discovered it

wouldn't

Lysander

Mrs. Montgomery, then focus on being Mrs. Montgomery at home. The

years were filled

been like a married

card untouched, only taking her valuable jewelry. Lacking the patience to pack meticulously, she crammed everything into the suitcase

to see her carrying luggage. He hurried

trip," Mila replied offhandedly, not interested in

having shared a bed with him, she was all too aware of his ruthless, vindictive nature. Even in personal disagreements, he could hold

with the lawyer and had a clear

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