Who's Crying Now, Ex-Husband?

Chapter 356

"Smack!"

On the snowy mountain steps, Archie stumbled backward, clutching his reddening cheek, eyes wide in shock as he stared at his furious father, Xavier Fontaine.

"Dad, you hit me!"

"Damn right I did! You reckless brat-look at the mess you've made! You ran off with your sister-in-law and vanished for days without a word. Are you trying to give me a heart attack?"

Xavier was practically shaking with rage; years of cultivated composure vanished the instant he saw his son.

"Dad, I'll explain later!" Archie blurted, twisting away and bolting up the stairs toward the old chapel. His cousin had just hurried up there with Leonard, faces strained and tense-something was wrong, and Archie could feel it in his gut.

He couldn't relax. He was worried for Mila.

But he made it only a few steps before several bodyguards intercepted him, hauling him up by the arms and dragging him back down the mountain. Kicking out in protest, Archie shouted, "Let me go, old man! You know what my cousin's like—he's insane! He's completely out of control!"

Xavier kept his expression cold as ice. "None of this concerns you anymore. You're finished here. Pack your bags-you're going abroad for college, and that's final!"

"Old man, you-mmph! Mmmph—!"

doors

woman at the altar. Before Mila could react, a forceful grip yanked her up into a hard embrace. Cold lips crashed against her face, then her mouth-hungry, desperate, ruthless. For a moment Mila froze, her mind blank with shock. Then a wave of nausea surged from her chest to

his hair in a wild frenzy. Finally, she broke free and collapsed to the ground, clutching her throat as she dry-heaved, her

then did

wound reopened, raw as if it had happened just yesterday. She'd coped fine these past days apart, but the moment

of time-could ever

gagging finally subsided. Sensing someone approach, she scrambled to her feet, putting

Lysander halted in place.

eyes locked onto hers-he saw her terror, and beneath it, disgust... hatred. Something dawned on him,

don't you?" he asked, voice soft but

"I do."

wind howled, blowing flurries into the chapel,

wife stood across from each

After a long silence-