Chapter 283

What's there to learn, anyway?

He hadn't had a chance to hang out with the guys in nearly three weeks!

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Lillian's Manor, ground floor hall.

Mila sat at the table, her hand resting on the handle of a knife, waiting in silence while the rain outside battered the windows with restless impatience.

Moments later, the front door swung open.

A tall man stepped inside, rainwater still clinging to his tailored black suit. He carried himself with that effortless air of privilege, as if the world itself owed him respect.

"You asked to see me," Lysander said, striding closer, his mood clearly good. "Does that mean you've finally come to your senses and you're ready to—"

He stopped short when his eyes landed on the knife in Mila's hand-and the scattered documents on the table. His brow furrowed.

Mila glanced up at him, her voice cool and steady. "Ready to do what, exactly?"

"My dear, that thing's dangerous," Lysander replied, frowning as he stepped forward, reaching to take the knife from her.

flashed between them, her

of photos at him. Her

the pictures-photos of a hand, battered and bruised, so mangled it was painful to look at. The color drained from his face; his sharp eyes became unreadable, dark

Mila, who looked back with a chilling

bitter, mocking smile. "I'm only asking one thing was it

fell away. The photos slipped from his grasp, fluttering to the

twisting his lips. "So what if I did? Frankly, I should've done worse. If he dares show his face to me again,

trembled around the

the table and flung it at him, her voice shaking. "And these? All of these

ugly truth of their seven-year marriage—a beginning built on lies, ending in ashes. Lysander

the confirmation

man standing across from her. In that instant, the man she'd shared a bed with for seven years felt like

broke. "You're insane. You really

face was unreadable. "Mila, you betrayed me first. I only did what had

Mila gave a strangled laugh, her whole body shaking.

full of pain. "Lysander, I wish I'd never met you in my

outside, rain hammering the glass. The world seemed to close in, darkness thickening within and

fell, heavy as a

took Mila a long

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