Who's Crying Now, Ex-Husband?

Chapter 286

The man at the front looked troubled, glancing over his shoulder at Lysander standing in the doorway. "Sir?"

Lysander raised an eyebrow. "Your mother?"

A cold, almost cruel smile played at his lips. "Isn't your mother in—"

"Lysander!"

The sharp shout cut him off before he could finish.

A hand shot out, grabbing his shoulder and yanking him into the hallway. The next moment, a fist landed hard across his jaw.

Nathaniel was breathing hard, his face contorted in anger as he hissed through clenched teeth, "What the hell were you about to say?"

It was spring-the time of year when families went out for fresh air and

wildflowers. Nathaniel had planned to take Mila and the kids for a picnic, but she hadn't answered his calls all day. Worried, he'd come over himself.

And walked right into this mess.

If he'd arrived a minute later, what would Lysander have said to the child? Told him his mother killed his father and was now in prison?

Was he out of his mind?

a smear of blood from the corner of

Nathaniel's anger flared.

years of friendship meant nothing. He lunged forward, fist raised. "Have you lost your

him aside. His

voice was cold, each word deliberate. "Nathaniel, Mila is my

Nathaniel's face went pale.

rage. "Lysander, you know what Julian's going through. What choice did I have? What

for a long moment, eyes hard. "It better be

he turned and

Forrest house. He'd have

Lysander left, Nathaniel hurried into the studio and scooped up the

"Mommy! Mommy..."

were red as he tried to soothe him. "It's okay, Julian, it's okay. Your mom will be back

whole situation felt

he'd never realized what Lysander really felt

had the last seven years been

rumors, the dismissiveness, the smears... What

It made no sense.

Had everyone gone mad?

...

people nearly tore Bamboo Grove apart.

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