Who's Crying Now, Ex-Husband?

Chapter 426

Chapter 419

"There won't be any major changes."

"That's not good enough!"

Francis shot down the idea without hesitation. This was their one chance to take down that old monster-there could be no improvising. He frowned, baffled.

"Did something happen?"

Lysander nodded, his expression darkening as he explained the results of Mila's checkup at the hospital earlier that day.

"We'll have to make a few adjustments."

Francis's face softened a little.

"So that's what's going on. You should've just said so. If it's like that, a few tweaks are fine. Might even work in our favor. But still..."

He hesitated, uncertainty flickering across his face.

"Are you sure about this, Lysander? If she ever finds out you used her like this, there'll be no going back. It'll be over-completely. No woman can forgive that kind of betrayal."

"She'll never find out."

Lysander's voice was low, almost a growl. He raked a hand through his dark hair, frustration written across his face. His tone was cold and final.

"This time, we have to win."

He had no other choice.

"In fact, maybe this is the opportunity we need. If it works out, she'll stay with me willingly. She'll never want to leave again."

"That's deception." Francis's voice was grave.

Lysander pushed open the glass door, his tone calm as the cool ocean breeze slipped through. The setting sun bled gold across the horizon.

love needs a little

...

Bedroom.

was sweaty and tired. She took care to avoid her injury as she showered quickly, then slipped into a silk nightgown. When she stepped back into

wasn't even surprised anymore that he'd managed to unlock the door she'd locked. He was always like this-so overbearing, never caring what she wanted if he'd already made up his

man like this and got

in. But as soon

tried to keep her voice calm, unwilling to waste any more energy on

He didn't budge.

her neck, breathing her in. Their

him away when his

me hold

off," Mila said coldly. "You're making me

sharp tongue. You just love getting under

grabbing a coat from the rack, he wrapped it around her, buttoned it up despite her

"What are you doing?"

to the doorframe, resisting. "I want to

sleep when we

her lips—just as she tried to smack him. He caught her

as they passed through the lobby with everyone

at the curb. As soon as

go back, I'm not even

I'll be

"Be my―!"

point arguing with him; it always went nowhere. Mila just curled up in the back seat, wrapped in his coat, staring out the window at the scenery flashing by, too

her surprise, Lysander didn't tease her any further. The ride was

way to full night, the car finally stopped in

eyeing the softly glowing string lights in the garden beyond. "Where are we? You're not going

her out of the car, carrying

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