Who's Crying Now, Ex-Husband?

Chapter 194

Lysander stood facing the furious figure before him, his expression calm and his voice steady, almost deathly quiet.

"Don't forget," he said softly.

"It was you who wanted to start this. Fine, I agreed and made you the lady of the Montgomery family."

"Since you wanted the beginning, why should you decide the end?"

Mila was taken aback, a bitter laugh almost escaping her lips, though she couldn't muster the energy to express it. "Fine, then you suggest it."

Lysander responded coolly, "I have no intention of getting a divorce right now."

A wave of anger surged through Mila, and unable to hold back, she attempted to slap him, though her hand was caught firmly.

Lysander remained unruffled, "Your hand is injured; hitting me would only hurt you."

"Don't patronize me!"

hand, only for it to be captured as well. His large hands

gently forcing her to

tube of ointment from his pocket, trying to pry open her clenched fist. Seeing her resistance, he

wound to get infected?"

were crucial for her

painting... They couldn't afford to be

Mila relented.

glanced up but held on. Mila, realizing the futility of arguing, finally released her

her shiver, but she bit her lip, refusing to make

quiet room, only their soft breaths mingled in the

him tend to her with painstaking care, yet her

be fooled by his

it so bad being the lady of the Montgomery family? I promised you forever, and I meant it. You'll always be the lady, and I'll give you whatever you want.

dripping with disdain. "I don't want it, I don't need it, I can't stand it. Do I need to spell it out? I don't want to be with you, and I don't want to

Lysander didn't reply.