Who's Crying Now, Ex-Husband?

Chapter 343

**Hospitalized?**

Abandoned? Hurt? What did that mean?

Mila's hands trembled as she thought about calling back, but Forrest's mother's words still echoed in her ears. She didn't dare. For a moment, it felt as if the whole world had turned its back on her.

She was surrounded, nowhere to run.

Just then, her phone rang again. This time, it was Lysander.

...

"What do you want?"

His voice on the other end was no longer warm or inviting, but cold and distant.

Mila's mind was in chaos, too muddled to notice the change in his tone. Her throat tightened, and she choked out, "Lysander, why aren't you home? I—I'm pregnant."

There was a long silence before he finally answered, his tone flat. "So what?"

She froze. "What... did you say?"

"Are you expecting me to take responsibility? Have you ever stopped to think about who you are? We're from completely different worlds. What makes you think you're qualified to be my wife, to join the Montgomery family?"

The phone slipped from her hand.

His words, suddenly so unfamiliar and cold, sliced through her like a knife, leaving her breathless with pain and nausea.

She stumbled to the bathroom and vomited until her face turned pale, her whole body shaking uncontrollably.

A nurse noticed her distress, quickly called a doctor, and soon Mila had been given some medication and was told to rest in an empty hospital bed, urged not to get upset again.

She lay there, numb.

instant. Her phone buzzed non-stop on the nightstand she didn't even need to look to know it was her parents, pressuring her to drop out

Everyone was pushing her.

in her arms, curling up as tightly as she could, wanting

crashed outside

And then-

so easily? Why should

or isolated her spirit became, there was a stubbornness

there for a

she hailed a cab and headed toward the outskirts of the city. She remembered, from a chance conversation between

Lysander wouldn't acknowledge her, then she'd go to his parents herself. She had no

No way out.

couldn't let herself be

...

torrential downpour that masked the thunder's

In the old manor,

lounging on the sofa, half-asleep in the warmth.

a deafening crash jolted Felicity

"What was that?"

Felicity's health had been fragile lately, and the staff were

shook her head, bewildered. No, she was sure she'd heard it-a heavy thud, unsettling and

it come

Who was it?

to put on her shoes, and ran barefoot outside, the

through puddles, hurrying across the courtyard toward the

Who could it be?

Felicity's shoes before rushing after her. "Ma'am, please

gate swung open with a

a girl with blood streaking her face.

to see his parents. Please, let