Chapter 89

**Kingsford Medical Center**

In the shadowy stairwell, Mila found herself encircled by a man with broad shoulders and a narrow waist. His lips pressed against hers, creating a quiet, almost inaudible sound.

After struggling for a while, she managed to push him away forcefully. "Lysander, what madness are you up to now?"

Her face was filled with indignation as she vigorously wiped her overly kissed lips, glaring at the man before her, whose eyes were filled with unsatisfied desire.

Lysander reached out to pull the soft and alluring woman back into his embrace, only to have his hand slapped away.

"Don't touch me! I find you repulsive!"

Lysander shook his hand where she'd struck him, raising an eyebrow slightly. He suddenly slammed his palm against the wall beside Mila's head, leaning down to gaze at her intently. A sly smile played on his lips.

"Repulsive?"

"And aren't you?" Despite being pinned against the wall, Mila refused to back down, sneering, "Chairman Montgomery, do I need to remind you?"

sharp, fiery Mila intrigued

marriage. In the seven years since, she had always been gentle, understanding, and obedient-pleasant, but lacking in

the lively boldness she had before their marriage, making her all the

stirred something hot

this, he lost himself in the vivid emotions on Mila's face, leaning in to kiss

hand suddenly came up to

Mila's delicate wrist was caught in his firm

dear, don't tempt me.

The shameless bastard!

Tempt you? As if!

the unmistakable tension in Lysander's leg

had she ever

ear, breathing softly before asking in a husky

know

let out a sarcastic chuckle, unwilling to engage in

and continued, "I compensated for the dress incident by returning it and didn't even ask for the refund

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