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

he pulled her toward the bed, gently

to pry

wound to get infected?"

her work, sketching designs, creating high-end

couldn't afford

Mila relented. "I'll do

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

ointment on her wound made her shiver, but she bit her lip, refusing

touch became gentler. In the quiet room, only their

watched him tend to her with painstaking care,

his moods shifting like the wind. She wouldn't be fooled by his fleeting tenderness. "Lysander, give me a straight answer. What will it take for you

in a matter-of-fact tone. "Is 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. That

I can't stand it. Do I need to

Lysander didn't reply.