Who's Crying Now, Ex-Husband?

Chapter 202

She had made it clear. She didn't want any shares, not a single penny or any

compensation from the Montgomery family. Why wouldn't they just let her go?

...

The bedroom was deathly silent.

Lysander held her hand, his fox-like eyes downcast, black hair falling across his face, obscuring his emotions. His voice, however, remained calm and steady.

"That robot, I built it with my own hands."

Mila scoffed.

"So what? Why would I want a piece of junk that's there just to remind and humiliate me every day?"

A robot that constantly reiterated 'I don't love you,' only served as a reminder of how foolish the past seven years had been.

That was the truth of Lysander's heart, his unwavering refusal to love her!

Love or not, she was beyond caring.

"Lysander," she began, keeping her voice even, "Is there any point in dragging this out? You know you can't keep me here forever. I am determined to go through with the divorce."

could sway

She had had enough!

eyes dark and fathomless. "I can let you

Mila fell silent.

impossible. As soon as she had the chance, she would

her, and her lips were suddenly sealed with

"Don't lie to me."

losing the will to converse with him. She leaned tiredly against the sofa, turning

was about to make another move, a knock came at the door.

Leonard called from outside.

reclining on the

a

"Ms. Harvey is here."

her to

remained unchanged as he headed towards the study. Leonard was about to go downstairs to fetch her but was

"Wait."

out about the properties under my wife's name, especially her residences, and retrieve the Red Hat

would discard

was

robot was

own hands-a chubby robot, intricately crafted from iron and painted by him,

no way Mila would just