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

...

Bedroom.

and tired. She took care to avoid her injury as she showered quickly, then slipped into a silk

never caring what she wanted if

a man like this and got mad every time, you'd probably die of

in. But as soon as she opened it, he pinned her against the frame, locking

calm, unwilling to waste any more

He didn't budge.

down, pressing his face into the soft curve of her neck, breathing her in. Their skin touched; his breath tangled with hers. She was

his husky voice rumbled

me hold

Mila said coldly. "You're making me

sharp tongue. You just love getting under

only let go when she tried to kick him. Then, grabbing a coat from the rack, he wrapped it

"What are you doing?"

clung to the doorframe, resisting. "I want to go to

sleep when we get

teased, turning and planting a quick kiss on her lips—just as she tried to smack him. He caught her easily, scooped her

with everyone watching,

was already waiting at the curb. As soon as they

want to go back, I'm not even

fine. I'll be

"Be my―!"

up in the back seat, wrapped in his coat, staring out the window at the scenery flashing by, too irritated to even

her any further. The

stopped in

the garden beyond. "Where

laughed and simply lifted her out of the car, carrying

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