Who's Crying Now, Ex-Husband?

Chapter 425

Chapter 418

"What on earth are you doing?!"

Seated at a patio table overlooking the ocean, Mila glared at Lysander, her voice sharp with indignation as she jabbed a finger at the delicate white lemon

blossoms now tangled in her hair.

She had no idea what kind of nonsense had gotten into him this time.

After the sea breeze whisked the first blossom from her hair, he'd stood frozen for

a moment. Then, like a man possessed, he'd marched over to the blossoming lemon tree nearby and practically stripped it bare, crowning her head with handfuls of flowers until she was absolutely covered. It was so absurd, she couldn't even process it.

Honestly.

Who could follow the logic of a madman?

The real shame was the lemon tree itself-healthy and in full bloom, now missing half its flowers. There'd be hardly any fruit left at this rate.

He really was impossible.

Lysander, meanwhile, looked exceedingly pleased with himself.

In good spirits, he called over the restaurant owner and asked about the lemon tree. Upon learning it belonged to the owner, Lysander apologized sincerely, quickly estimating the price of the fruit and the value of the tree. Despite the owner's protests, he insisted on paying six times the amount.

Left with no choice, the owner relented. "In that case, may I have your address? I'll send some workers to dig up the tree and deliver it to you."

Lysander shook his head.

"No, leave it here. Just take good care of it for me. As far as I'm concerned, it's still your lemon tree."

The owner fell silent.

more

insisted on personally preparing an

was almost dinnertime

and knife and stabbed into the lobster pasta freshly set

It was delicious.

seemed

Lysander whisked her plate away and replaced it with a plain salad. Ignoring her glare, he simply remarked, "You're still recovering. Go easy on the seafood." Then, right in front of her, he finished off the

gripped her utensils tightly. Yes, she

She let it slide.

crab. She managed a single bite before

She endured it.

dish, Lysander polishing off the rest.

liqueur into their glasses. The sunlight cast a warm glow through the liquid, making everything look even

then Mila learned the town was famous for its lemons-world-renowned,

inhaled the sweet, intense aroma, and took a

barely tasted it when her glass was suddenly

dabbing his lips

the last

shot to her feet and grabbed him by the collar, her patience

been through escaping from that old manor, she'd developed a real aversion to having her food snatched

night, Mila learned that flights out

the night and heading

into a luxury suite at a hotel on

soon as Mila stepped inside, she slammed the door behind her and locked it, startling Francis, who was lounging in the living room. He glanced at the closed door and then

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