Who's Crying Now, Ex-Husband?

Chapter 122

For the past seven years, he had never acted this way. What was he playing at

now?

The next moment, Mila felt her hospital bed dip as someone leaned over. Suddenly, something soft brushed against her lips.

He dared to kiss her!

Mila's eyes snapped open, glaring angrily. "You...!"

Before she could finish, her lips were sealed again by the intruder. Enraged, she

bit down hard. Instead of retreating, he held her hands down, kissing her even more fiercely.

It was only after a long moment that Lysander finally pulled back, his fox-like eyes crinkling with a mischievous smile, his lips looking even more alluring.

"Are you willing to talk to me now?"

This lunatic!

But she knew she couldn't ignore him any longer. Who knew what this madman might do next?

Mila was so furious her chest was heaving, her headache worsening as she slumped back against the hospital bed, utterly drained.

dropped the teasing and gently massaged her temples

him away. If he hadn't come today, she wouldn't have been this

as he sat back down. "Don't worry. I've dealt with those

staring coldly at him.

like before. But don't keep fighting me. If you

Playful?

Playful, my foot!

anger tinged with bitter amusement. "That's

will you handle

glanced at the bandage on her

replied calmly, "It was an accident. He didn't gain anything from

ever truly break free from

my own ways, and I said I don't

was cold

silent as

...

Lysander, as if nothing had happened, picked up a bowl of warm soup and tried

finding it utterly

to perform for.

Helping me? Where were you during those seven years when the people around you looked down on

ignored me when you wanted, froze me out when you felt like it, treated me kindly when it suited