Who's Crying Now, Ex-Husband?

Chapter 334

He wasn't wrong.

Lysander's eyes were bloodshot as he struggled to restrain the girl, who had become almost wild in her frenzy. He held her tightly, refusing to let go.

This was only the beginning he couldn't afford to show mercy.

"Don't be afraid. It'll get better. Just be good, listen to me."

His voice was gentle, meant to soothe her.

But the girl in his arms wouldn't listen. She sobbed uncontrollably, the force of it stealing her breath. Couldn't he see? Things would never be better-never, ever again!

She couldn't understand.

What had she done to deserve this?

Was it all because of that drink?

But Lysander had been the one to snatch the glass-she'd never wanted him to drink it. So why was she the one paying the price?

Why?

Eventually, Mila cried herself into unconsciousness and slumped against him.

commotion, Leonard

bathroom, blood trickling down his temple. His eyes were red, his expression

did I do something

the only heir of the Montgomery family, sir.

must not be

couldn't afford to have a soft heart.

a doctor was called

only fainted from emotional distress-no real harm done. After that, Lysander held her through the night, neither of them

old resolve. The confusion and

pulled out from the villa and stopped in front of

dust and blood, was forced to the ground. His glasses

crushing the broken glasses under his heel. Before Forrest could lift his head, someone grabbed his hair and yanked his

in this humiliating state, Forrest remained remarkably calm, suppressing the pain from his scalp. He spoke coldly, "Is this all you've got, Lysander? Luring me here

glinted with icy amusement as he gave a chilling laugh. "Using

your dear father who sold you out to me? He's gained quite

today, and all I'd need is a signature from

opened his mouth to retort, but his head was yanked back, and a guttural cry of

"Ah!"

beside him, accepting a hammer from Leonard. He tapped Forrest's cheek with

said you could call

rising in his gut.