Who's Crying Now, Ex-Husband?

Chapter 131

Chapter 123

The hospital room was suffocatingly silent.

Mila sat with her head bowed, her chest heaving as she struggled to breathe. Her eyes felt hot, and a sharp ache gripped her sinuses. Reflecting on it now, she realized they had ended long ago, far earlier than she had admitted to herself.

A wrong start never leads to a good ending.

She should have understood this sooner.

The divorce papers she had flung at Lysander fluttered down and landed in his hand, where he clenched them tightly, making a soft, pitiful crumpling sound.

"Yes, you're not worthy," he said coldly, crumpling the papers into a ball and letting them fall to the floor.

Mila looked up in a daze, meeting his gaze, which was as cold and indifferent as a stagnant pool, eerily reminiscent of the look in his eyes during that chaotic night seven years ago in a dark, closed-off room.

Unwanted memories of the past surged forward, burying her in darkness.

shrank back, her limbs numb with cold

come any closer," she managed

more, Lysander moved towards her, his icy, slender fingers tracing her face, leaving a trail of goosebumps as they slid down to her

"I should have known. You need to be taught a lesson. You

then, the door to the

a tray of food, seemingly oblivious to the tense atmosphere. He

withdrew his hand from Mila's

could respond, his phone rang in his pocket. Upon answering, his expression softened

there," he said. Without sparing Mila another glance, he strode out of the

let him pass but found himself being dragged out by his shirt collar, barely

in her forehead, causing her to collapse

against the wall. Before he could steady himself, a fist landed on

limited," Lysander warned, his eyes

did I do to upset you?

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