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 getting so

talk!" Charlotte had no patience for his objections, her hand still

for a moment, memories of Mila's piercing gaze earlier that day resurfacing, causing a sharp discomfort in his chest. Suppressing the

is

it into Northpoint University, but for some reason, our parents never liked her. They treated her poorly, but she was always good to me. I was a sickly child, and once, when I had a fever

Charlotte interrupted, her brow furrowed.

"Right, right."

stray from the topic, wracking

His sister had 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. If it

recounted the few monumental events from his sister's life before she disappeared, especially her daring escape at

was no helpless woman; this was a

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

he didn't want something, no one could

truly