Who's Crying Now, Ex-Husband?

Chapter 117

Just past noon, a sleek Rolls-Royce Phantom glided into the courtyard of the estate.

Lysander stepped out of the car, his tailored black suit exuding elegance. With a casual flick of his long fingers, he adjusted the silver cufflinks and strode towards the study.

Inside, his grandfather was immersed in writing.

"Grandfather," Lysander called, approaching with ease. He picked up the kettle from the stove and poured a cup of tea for the old man.

His grandfather continued to write, ignoring both Lysander and the steaming cup of tea on the desk. The only sound in the room was the soft scratch of pen on paper.

Once he finished writing, the old man set down his pen and finally looked up.

"So, unless I summon you, you'll never remember to drop by and see an old man like me?"

"Of course not," Lysander replied with a chuckle. "You're always on my mind."

"Ha, spare me the sweet talk," his grandfather retorted with a sideways glance. "Is it really me you're thinking about every day, or is it some young lady? I heard you've been quite the charmer lately."

feigned a stern expression, jokingly saying, "Who's been gossiping

smile, his grandfather slapped the table. "Don't try to smooth-talk

don't care what you do outside, but remember this: don't bring any

reassuringly. "I

If you did,

fell into

smile didn't waver. After a brief pause, he replied, "That's not her decision to

cane thumped heavily on the floor, underscoring his frustration. "You're so domineering, even with your wife. Did I ever teach you to treat family like

said, "Grandfather, I'm not the one who started this. Please

fuming, swung his cane at Lysander, who didn't dodge, letting the old man vent his anger. After a few more swats, Lysander

sat down, he grumbled, "If it weren't for the divorce threat, I wouldn't meddle in your affairs. I'm too old

all my fault." Lysander quickly

"I wanted to talk to you about the family line. It's too weak. Mila's health is good; if you

nodded. "Understood, I'll do

down, raising his cane once more. "Do your