Who's Crying Now, Ex-Husband?

Chapter 406

"Don't be afraid. Wait for me."

The sharp, elegant handwriting was unmistakably familiar.

Without stopping to think, Mila read the note, then quickly stuffed it into her mouth, swallowing it down with a gulp of coffee.

Even after the wedding dress fitting, when she collapsed onto the bed exhausted, her mind was still spinning.

She recognized that handwriting.

But never in a million years did she expect Lysander would actually come. That he would really risk everything to save her. If she hadn't been so intimately familiar with his penmanship, she wouldn't have dared believe it.

This man never stood in front of her.

She'd always told herself not to hope for anything from him. Too many things had happened to prove it—she was never his first choice. In his world, everything and everyone else came before her. She was always the one he could easily let go.

Mostly, he'd given her pain-and hard lessons.

But this time,

had come to

couldn't

Cossios had been at odds for years. A clash was inevitable, probably because of his mother. It couldn't possibly be for her. Even if he saved her this time, it

do was

Escape.

with fierce, unwavering hope.

...

yet somehow it felt

into place

the day of the

bed before dawn to get ready. Hours later, she stared at her reflection in the mirror. Her makeup was flawless, and the

She had never imagined

a wedding dress-especially under these

nothing if not

darkness. She could no longer see the path ahead, but

It's alright.

way doesn't mean