Who's Crying Now, Ex-Husband?

Chapter 37

The study was silent.

Lysander frowned, a realization dawning on him, "Is this about Giselle?"

He finally understood why Mila was suddenly pushing for a divorce. His eyes narrowed, and his expression turned increasingly disdainful and impatient.

"Mila, there's a limit to jealousy. Keep this up, and you can forget being Mrs. Montgomery. Take this and get out!"

With a flick of his wrist, Lysander tossed the divorce papers across the table, landing them right in front of Mila.

He knew how much Mila loved him and assumed this divorce talk was just another tactic of hers, driven by jealousy.

To him, it was nothing more than a ridiculous charade.

Mila gazed at the face she once found so captivating, now filled with only bitterness and a profound sense of futility.

It felt absurd, like talking to a brick wall.

Was their marriage in such disarray really just because of Giselle? Giselle was merely the spark; the explosives had long been planted.

grabbed the divorce papers, clutching them tightly, her face set and determined. "Lysander, I'm exhausted. I can't

just end

was the seriousness in Mila's tone

when the phone on the desk rang. It was Giselle calling. From her seat across the desk, Mila could clearly see the caller

on the table and said, "Just sign this, and I'll be gone. Then

paper suddenly filled

the shredded divorce papers, scattered like snowflakes, as Lysander's furious voice cut

in your room. As Mrs. Montgomery, you

"Get out!"

the torn paper, her heart heavy

whose face was flushed with anger, and said quietly, "You can rip up one set of divorce papers, but I can print more. I will get this divorce, even if I have

left

resounding bang marked the end of years of pretended

...

after receiving a call from Giselle and did

woke up the next morning to an empty bedroom, it hardly affected her. She was relieved not to share a bed with

about the argument the next day