Who's Crying Now, Ex-Husband?

Chapter 25

Mila had no intention of taking back her words. She had always regarded Ryan as nothing short of a lunatic. But engaging in another argument with this madman was the last thing she wanted.

Ryan was the kind of reckless, spoiled brat whose unpredictable actions were impossible to reason with.

As she turned to leave, Ryan seized her arm with such force that Mila felt as though it might snap.

"Let go!" Mila demanded, her voice sharp with anger.

Ryan held firm, towering over her with a crazed glint in his eyes. "Mila," he warned, "if you dare ruin Giselle and Lysander's plans, you know what will happen."

A mocking smile crept across his face. "You know what I'm capable of."

Mila was all too familiar with his past torment and humiliation. Her gaze turned icy cold at the memory.

and looked down, silent for a moment. When she lifted her head again, a practiced smile adorned her face. "Ryan, don't you think you're a bit

her head, "it's kind of pathetic, really. After all these years—what, over a decade now?—and you're still pining for Giselle. You scheme to set her up with your dear friend,

darkened with rage, but before he could respond, Mila patted

money, there's nothing much to you. You can't hold a candle to Lysander in any way, and Giselle's good sense prevents her from choosing you. Recognizing that fact

sharp tongue in action, a stark contrast to her usual calm demeanor. Though she smiled, her eyes pierced straight to

silence, Ryan's mind

hesitation to pull away, rubbing her sore arm. Her mood was sour, though her face remained a mask of

her emotions unless necessary or advantageous. The greater her anger, the more serene her

was no point in getting upset over someone like him. He was, after all,

gaze steady on Ryan's face, which threatened to explode with fury. "Ryan," she

paused, his brow furrowing as he glared at