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 entered

He stood amid the wreckage of the bathroom, blood trickling down his temple. His eyes were red, his expression frozen and lost, a rare look of

I do something

are the only heir of the Montgomery family, sir. You're the pillar of the house. You

not be

couldn't show weakness, couldn't afford to have a soft heart.

doctor was

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

old resolve. The confusion and vulnerability of the night before had vanished, as if it

pulled out from the villa and stopped in

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

his head, someone grabbed his hair and yanked his face upward, leaving him disheveled and

this all

with icy amusement as he gave a chilling laugh.

was your dear father who sold you out to me? He's gained quite a bit from this

and all I'd need is a signature from your next of

his head was yanked back, and a guttural cry of pain

"Ah!"

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

said you

in his gut. "What are