Who's Crying Now, Ex-Husband?

Chapter 342

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.

Leonard

amid the wreckage of the bathroom, blood trickling down his temple. His eyes were

I do

the only heir of the Montgomery

must not

waver, couldn't show weakness, couldn't afford to have a soft

a doctor was called to examine

fainted from emotional distress-no real harm done. After that, Lysander held

had regained their old resolve. The confusion and vulnerability of

villa and stopped in

was forced to the ground. His

under his heel. Before Forrest could lift his head, someone grabbed his hair and yanked his face upward, leaving him disheveled and

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 by using my father? Do you really think this will make Mimi

as he gave

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

I'd need is a signature from your next of kin. Your father would probably

his head was

"Ah!"

Leonard. He tapped Forrest's cheek with it,

way-who said you could call

unease rising in his gut.

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