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?

of blood from the corner of his mouth with his

Nathaniel's anger flared.

He lunged forward,

him effortlessly, shoving him aside. His

who's crazy, or are you, Nathaniel, just hopelessly naïve?" His voice was cold, each word deliberate. "Nathaniel, Mila is my wife. My wife. What are you doing dropping the kid off here? Do you think

Nathaniel's face went pale.

to hold back his rage. "Lysander, you know what Julian's going through.

at him for a long moment, eyes hard. "It better

turned and walked

at the Forrest house. He'd have to keep

left, Nathaniel hurried into the studio

"Mommy! Mommy..."

him. "It's okay, Julian, it's okay.

situation felt

these years, he'd never realized what Lysander

the last

the dismissiveness, the smears... What did

It made no sense.

Had everyone gone mad?

...

Bamboo Grove apart. It felt like

to dig up the earth

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