Who's Crying Now, Ex-Husband?

Chapter 267

Banquet Hall, Lounge

Giselle had just finished her conversation with Ryan, her goal neatly achieved, and was about to return to the banquet hall when her phone buzzed with a call from Leonard.

He didn't waste time on pleasantries. He told her he'd be leaving early and had already arranged a private car to take her home after the event. No explanation, no chance for her to protest-he simply hung up.

Giselle stared at her phone, her cheerful mood soured by the abrupt dial tone. Leonard was always like this: cold, dismissive, never bothering to treat her with a shred of courtesy.

But soon, she thought, her lips curling into a sly smile-once she and Lysander were married and she became Mrs. Montgomery, things would change. She'd finally have the standing to put Leonard in his place. He'd learn to obey, whether he liked it or not.

...

Crimson Gardens

A sleek black car sped through the night, pulling up at the front steps of a stately villa.

Leonard—a tall, imposing figure-stepped out and strode straight through the doors. In the living room, he found Harper pacing anxiously, worry etched across her face.

Before Harper could speak, Leonard gave a curt shake of his head, his expression unreadable, and headed alone upstairs to the study.

pushed open the heavy

glow over the room, throwing the man behind the desk into deep shadow. The elegant lines of

air was

few measured steps toward the desk, then spoke

left, how would I know the dog at home was

bowed his head. "I'll accept whatever punishment

"Punishment?"

dim light caught Lysander's features, his eyes narrowing with a predatory glint.

you think you owe

Leonard stayed silent.

"Speak!"

tone remained calm. "Ma'am was on the verge of a breakdown

Crash.

floor. The sharp sound echoed in the quiet room. Blood trickled down

a hand flat on the desk, fury burning in his eyes.

you've overstepped

Leonard said nothing.

was icy.

always to crowded public places, never