Who's Crying Now, Ex-Husband?

Chapter 95

The café's second floor offered a perfect view of everything happening downstairs.

Mila watched the scene unfold below with a detached calm. She had learned that expecting nothing meant not getting hurt, so seeing this, she felt nothing and turned her gaze back to Conrad, who sat across from her with a blank expression.

She said nothing, merely observing him.

Conrad felt at a loss for words as well, and being stared at so intently only added to his discomfort.

He had come here hoping to have a constructive conversation with his daughter- in-law, but the situation had taken a turn he hadn't expected... That son of his!

"Mila," he began slowly, choosing his words with care.

"I really didn't want things to escalate like this."

"If you could help persuade Lysander, we might avoid going to court altogether. We could settle this privately."

"If you're unhappy with how the assets are divided, we can discuss it. I'm willing to make some concessions as long as we finalize the divorce before the new year."

"After the divorce, I won't make it public immediately. You can take your time explaining it to your mother-in-law, so she can come to terms with it gradually, minimizing the hurt."

had thought

papers from her bag, placed them on

the divorce papers in silence. Was he really going to accept his son's divorce papers on

He regretted coming here.

That son of his was sitting downstairs, having already sent the

seven years, Mila had come to

pushed too hard, she might just confront Felicity directly about the divorce, and that would truly stir things up for the Montgomery family. It could even drive someone to

his daughter-in-law

banging her head against the door until she had forced Felicity to bring Lysander back to acknowledge their marriage, he had realized how determined she

was capable of confronting her mother-in-law

times, he thought about how similar she and Lysander were

minds, they could be as harsh on themselves as they were on

mild and agreeable, yet capable of piercing

the affection she had poured into Lysander had

at the

have to

not see it, but as his father, how could he