Who's Crying Now, Ex-Husband?

Chapter 349

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The close bond between the cousins wasn't just a matter of blood.

It probably had a lot to do with the fact that Lysander's uncle-Carrol's father- had died in the line of duty when Carrol was still young. Lysander's parents had practically raised Carrol as their own.

Carrol, always steady and dependable, was much older than Lysander. He was more than just an older brother; he was almost a father figure.

He was also the most promising member of this generation of the Montgomery family—the one everyone expected to rise the farthest.

Although he'd enlisted early and spent years away from home, the distance never weakened their bond. If anything, it grew stronger. After Lysander married, Mila would sometimes catch him on the phone with Carrol. The warmth and gentle affection in his voice were rare glimpses of his softer side.

So many years had gone by without seeing each other.

She never expected their paths to cross again-here, of all places.

...

After a brief, charged silence, Mila forced a small smile and spoke softly. "Good evening, sir."

Carrol nodded in acknowledgment.

Another heavy pause settled over the room. Even with the tension thick in the air, Mila pressed on. "The people at the camp-are they alright?"

"The rescue team's on it. Everyone's safe."

She finally let out the breath she'd been holding. That was all that mattered. Only then did she dare to ask about those who'd tried to kill her. "Did you catch any of the people who came after me? And if you did... what will happen to them?"

"We'll deal with them according to the law. If the charges are serious enough—” Carrol's cool gaze flicked to her, and he finished in a low, deliberate voice, "they'll face a firing squad."

He didn't elaborate on what exactly counted as "serious enough."

truthfully, that wasn't her place

the strings behind the attack. After all, the ones who'd come after her were just following orders the real threat might still be

Carrol didn't

Silence closed in again.

tension in the room only deepened—until, out of nowhere, Carrol looked straight at her and spoke. The subject caught

can be a little intense, but it's only because he cares. He takes marriage and family very seriously. Are you sure there isn't

was calm and even,

it was the tone of someone handling a grave matter of business-formal, almost cold. It left Mila with a strange sense

caught

truly was a good brother... For a moment,

a

papers. He listens to you more than anyone.

years of marriage. There's no need for us to treat each

can't we separate on good

she wasn't leaving any

made her position clear, Carrol didn't press the issue. The room slipped

suffocate, there was a sharp knock at the door. A soldier

the car

to Solaris

away without another word. Mila was quickly blindfolded, led outside, and helped into the waiting car.

Kingsford.

black sedan rolled through the dawn-blue light, pulling up in front of

a tailored black suit, stepped out, adjusted his cuffs, and strode toward the study. He radiated

barely crossed the threshold when the sharp crack

"Bang!"

old man's furious

is talking about how you've turned the city upside