Who's Crying Now, Ex-Husband?

Chapter 44

She clasped her hands tightly on her lap, her knuckles turning white and trembling slightly. "He's... he's back in the country?"

Mila had always considered herself to be fair and blameless to most people in her life. But if she had truly wronged anyone, there was only one person. That person had left for abroad seven years ago, and she had heard nothing since. Or rather, Mila had deliberately avoided any news about him. He was the one person she felt she couldn't face, even now.

And yet, here he was, back in the country at such a critical moment.

Why now, when her marriage was falling apart? Was he here to gloat over her misfortune? To mock her for insisting on marrying Lysander, only to end up like this?

But did Mila regret it? No, she didn't.

Love was love. Even though the outcome wasn't what she had hoped for, she had loved and hated, and the past was the past. Regret was useless, and she saw it as just a storm she had weathered. It was enough.

She could let go and start a new chapter in her life.

She was capable of that.

...

all these years?" Mila

"Bam!"

a bang. Lysander stood there, his expression dark and

room, grabbing Mila, who was too stunned to react. His eyes were cold as he addressed Roland, "Roland, I've respected you because of our families' ties. But if you

Mila

expression calm and composed despite the threat. His smile was gentle,

...

evening gown making it difficult to

her to stumble several

let go of

short, hurried walk, Mila's mind was a whirlwind

tightened

dug in her heels, struggling mightily to break free

"Don't move!"

resistance, let out a frustrated sigh. He scooped her up effortlessly and

with a forceful slam, locked it with