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!"

it to be captured as well. His large hands easily restrained her

her toward the bed, gently forcing

his pocket, trying to pry open her clenched fist. Seeing her resistance, he looked up at

you want the wound to get infected?" he

were crucial for her work, sketching

They couldn't

relented. "I'll do it

held on. Mila, realizing the futility of arguing, finally

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

touch became gentler. In the quiet room,

watched him tend to her with painstaking

shifting like the wind. She wouldn't be fooled by his fleeting tenderness. "Lysander, give me a

ointment in a matter-of-fact tone. "Is it so bad being the lady of the Montgomery family? I promised you

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

Lysander didn't reply.