Who's Crying Now, Ex-Husband?

Chapter 227

The bedroom door shook with a thunderous crash.

As soon as Adrian saw his father return, he tried to break free from his mother's grip to run over. Mila instinctively tightened her hold, her voice almost a whisper, pleading.

"Adrian, don't go."

Adrian, angry at what he perceived as deceit, jerked away forcefully and ran to his father, tears streaming down his face, clutching his leg as he wailed.

"Dad, Mom lied to me!"

Lysander glanced at the pale-faced woman crouched by the wide-open window, then looked down with a gentle smile, softly ruffling his son's hair.

"Oh, really?"

"Well, let me ask your mom what she lied about, okay?"

His gaze briefly flickered to Leonard, who stepped forward and gently picked up the child, carrying him out of the room.

he was being carried away, he caught the faint sound of sobbing. It seemed to echo from

froze, his struggles

mother cry or looked so lost. Her eyes were filled with a despair he couldn't understand, a complexity that tugged at his young heart, leaving

"Mom..."

called softly, wanting to go

and stepped out of the room, gently closing the

in his eyes. His voice was choked and bewildered

"Mom... Mom's crying."

his face against his neck, shielding his eyes from the

"Don't look, it's okay."

Mila half-knelt by the window, watching as Lysander drew closer, her breath coming in shallow

what she

the window ledge, not bothering with the makeshift rope she had tied. She stepped

seized her waist, pulling her back inside with a forceful yank. Her back hit the wall with a thud, and before she could cry out in pain,

caught, cheeks

and Lysander casually tipped it over, scattering documents