Who's Crying Now, Ex-Husband?

Chapter 39

As Giselle stepped out of the car, a chorus of gasps rippled through the crowd. Her shimmering gold eyeshadow highlighted her captivating eyes, while her gown, a cascade of elegance in the evening light, trailed behind her with unmatched splendor. Together with Lysander, who stood beside her in a sophisticated black tuxedo, exuding a dangerous allure, they resembled a scene from a breathtaking painting.

Such opulence naturally drew admiration from onlookers.

Ryan, too, was entranced, his eyes glued to Giselle, unable to look away.

Giselle, with the corners of her eyes slightly upturned, basked in the glow of attention.

She relished being the center of it all.

Perched on the steps, Mila surveyed the scene with a sardonic smile. Just as she was about to turn on her heel and head inside, Ryan blocked her path once more.

"Can't you see? It's not just us, the Lockwood family, who don't want you here. Lysander feels the same. Get lost and stop tarnishing our event."

internally rolled her

still found time to

attending this party her idea? If it weren't for the insistent invitation from Roland, Ryan's enigmatic and formidable older brother, she

texted Roland,

his own brother was causing a scene, she

never eager

noticed her and, with a brightened expression, gracefully approached,

came! If I'd known, I would have asked Lysander to pick

enough to make Mila nauseous. She glanced at Lysander, who was frowning as he walked over, and responded with a wry smile, "Sis? I might be younger, but if we were in the past, you'd be calling me 'big sister' and serving me tea, though I have

direct, leaving no room for patience. After yesterday's confrontation

she keep quiet when others