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?

his head, wiping a smear of blood from the corner of his mouth with his thumb,

Nathaniel's anger flared.

this moment, years of friendship meant nothing. He lunged forward, fist raised. "Have you

him effortlessly, shoving him aside. His eyes, usually

was cold, each word deliberate. "Nathaniel, Mila is my wife. My wife. What are you doing dropping the kid

Nathaniel's face went pale.

rage. "Lysander, you know what Julian's

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

that, he turned and

wasn't at the Forrest house. He'd have to keep

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

"Mommy! Mommy..."

him. "It's okay, Julian, it's okay. Your mom will be back soon, I promise.

whole situation

all these years, he'd never realized what Lysander really

what had the last seven years been

the indifference, the rumors, the dismissiveness, the smears... What

It made no sense.

Had everyone gone mad?

...

night, Lysander's people nearly tore Bamboo Grove apart.

about to dig up