Who's Crying Now, Ex-Husband?

Chapter 206

While Miranda was out navigating the social scene, Mila kept herself busy in her own way.

Though confined by circumstance and unable to do much physically, she stayed in touch with her legal team, instructing them to keep a close watch on Lysander. She needed solid evidence of his infidelity, evidence so undeniable it would finally set her free from him, turning the tide in her favor.

She refused to accept her fate.

...

Friday afternoon arrived quickly.

As dinnertime approached, Mila noticed Adrian hadn't returned from school. Concerned, she questioned Harper, the one who brought her meals, but Harper hesitated, avoiding her gaze.

Mila understood instantly.

Maintaining a calm demeanor, she sent Harper away. Her hand had healed enough that she could eat by herself.

When Lysander finished his work in the study, he made his way straight to the balcony, where a small lamp cast a warm glow.

Before he could reach the woman reclining gracefully in the rocking chair, her delicate arm pushed firmly against his chest, keeping him at bay.

Mila regarded the man who nearly enveloped her with a cool, slightly impatient expression. "I'd like to visit my mother-in-law."

Adrian not at home, she had no desire to be alone with Lysander. Besides, she genuinely missed

propped his hands on either side of the chair, gazing intently at the woman beneath him, every

by only an arm's length, neither

shades of orange, casting a serene,

bit her lip and lowered her arm, though she was not inclined to

Lysander chuckled softly.

her waist and, supporting himself with one hand on the chair, gently rolled into the seat beside her. Her soft form settled into his embrace like

moment, intending to get up, but his grip held her down. He gently squeezed

Just stay with me for

felt the tension in the air, biting her lip but ultimately not

lights

horizon in hues of orange, the rocking chair swaying gently under its warm glow, creating an

and Lysander had never shared such peaceful moments since their marriage. It was merely a facade

closed her eyes, choosing not to watch

...

him up, throwing himself into the arms of the woman waiting

"Giselle!"

after school to be with his mother, so he hadn't seen Giselle in days. Naturally, he was delighted