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.

open

main lights were off; only a single desk lamp cast a dim, yellow glow over the room, throwing the man behind the desk into deep shadow. The elegant lines of his face were blurred by darkness, but the sharp glint of his

was

a few measured steps toward the desk, then spoke

at home was getting

accept whatever

"Punishment?"

predatory glint. For a brief moment, his lips curled into a cold, ambiguous

owe me an

Leonard stayed silent.

"Speak!"

his tone remained calm. "Ma'am was on the verge of a breakdown at the time. She needed some space

Crash.

forehead before clattering to the floor. The sharp sound echoed in the quiet room. Blood trickled down from the cut above his brow, but Leonard's expression didn't

eyes. After a moment, he reined it in, his

overstepped your

Leonard said nothing.

voice was icy. "Where

always to crowded public places, never for long. We haven't found a good opportunity to make a move. I've already notified the airline under your name: the moment she's seen at the airport, we'll