Who's Crying Now, Ex-Husband?

Chapter 90

"She's quite capable, and now, as the president of a subsidiary under my name, her reputation is tightly linked with the company's interests. So when you publicly attack her, how can I not protect her?"

Mila felt a storm brewing within her chest.

She suppressed the nausea that arose, her face tilted slightly upward, maintaining a calm demeanor with even a hint of a smile. "Fine, you've been friends for over a decade, and I won't argue with you about it-there's no point. Lysander, as long as you sign the divorce papers, I won't care who you marry or whom you choose to be by your side in the future."

Lysander's expression turned dark, his fox-like eyes brooding and intense. "Mila, must you make a scene?"

With those words, Mila felt utterly drained.

This was always the way with Lysander. No matter how hard she tried to communicate, all she ever got was, 'Stop making a fuss.'

She was truly fed up.

"Lysander, it's you who needs to stop making a fuss!"

get the person you truly want. Once the divorce

wave of irritation and barked,

my wife, and I agreed. Now, unless I consent, you'll remain in this role until the end

the security of a stable home while

by his forceful kiss. His hand slipped under her

Her mind couldn't process his cutting words anymore, overwhelmed by the scent of his embrace, which oddly

preferred her this way-obedient and

his arms, Lysander's thoughts started to

too long since they were close, and his

then, the door to the stairwell creaked

are

frail voice grew clearer as the door slowly

be seen by others. In a

and

advantage of his momentary pain, she quickly freed herself, hastily adjusting