Who's Crying Now, Ex-Husband?

Chapter 159

Back at the hotel where they were temporarily staying in Kingsford, Charlotte wasted no time. The moment she stepped inside, she began rummaging through the room, checking every corner until it looked like a tornado had passed through.

Hugo stood there, utterly baffled. "Charlotte, what on earth are you doing?" he blurted out.

Ignoring him, Charlotte continued her search until she was reasonably sure there were no hidden cameras. Only then did she drag him to the sofa, urgency in her voice.

"Tell me about your sister!"

"What?"

Hugo was taken aback, not understanding this sudden interest. Since when was Charlotte curious about his sister?

"Stop stalling and spill it!" Charlotte snapped, raising her hand threateningly.

Hugo, unwilling to provoke her further, recoiled slightly. The pain from his injuries made him wince, and he felt a pang of frustration.

shouldn't be

had no patience for his objections, her hand still raised. Hugo capitulated

for a moment, memories of Mila's piercing gaze earlier that day

is

her. They treated her poorly, but she was always good to me. I was a sickly child, and once, when I had a fever so high I started convulsing, she ran through the

the point!" Charlotte interrupted, her brow furrowed.

"Right, right."

dared not stray from the topic,

run away from home at eighteen, and they'd seen little of each other since. In recent years, they hadn't been in touch at all.

as he recounted the few monumental events from his sister's

felt a chill run through her. This was no helpless woman; this was a force to be reckoned with! She

Unlike Charlotte, who had neither support nor a powerful background, Lysander

something, no one

she truly side