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.

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

know," she continued with a tilt of 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, playing the loyal sidekick. You might not win any awards for most inspiring person of the year, but don't worry, I'll make sure to give you one myself. I'm truly

before he could respond, Mila patted his cheek, feigning

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

contrast to her usual calm demeanor.

Ryan's mind buzzed

arm. Her mood was sour, though

her anger, the more serene her expression, her smile as gentle as the

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

quickly regained her composure, her gaze steady on Ryan's face, which threatened to explode with fury. "Ryan," she said, her voice calm as a

he glared at Mila. "What are