Who's Crying Now, Ex-Husband?

Chapter 56

The private room soon emptied, and Leonard shut the door behind him.

Inside the opulent room, silence reigned.

Lysander leaned back on the couch, the dim golden light casting shadows over his sharp, chiseled features, adding an air of enigmatic mystery.

Despite there being only two people left in the room, Lysander's imposing presence made the atmosphere even more suffocating than when it was filled with others. Mila felt his aura enveloping her, leaving no space to escape.

"Weren't you just adamant about talking? Why not come over?"

In the interplay of light and shadow, Lysander's gaze was fixed on her, his fox-like eyes dark and cold beneath his short dark hair. "Come here, Mila. When you need a favor, you should act accordingly. Don't you agree, my dear?"

Mila stood still.

She could sense the danger emanating from the man on the couch. She knew her earlier threats had angered him, making it impossible for her to approach.

us. If you think my terms are too

"Come here."

colder. "Mila, my patience with you is limited. Even more so with your

heavy silence

her lips together, cautiously stepping forward,

their marriage, she had rarely seen Lysander like this. He usually ignored her, only using her when convenient, treating

only surfaced before

long shadow over

a solution. "I can be more flexible with the asset division, Lysander.

arm was yanked, and she was pulled into Lysander's embrace. Her white down jacket slipped off, revealing a snug white sweater that highlighted

his head to her

when have we ever

nerve to demand back then; you should know by now, no matter what happens, you'll have to endure it. You don't get to decide if we part or not,