Who's Crying Now, Ex-Husband?

Chapter 435

Chapter 429

Adrian's eyes were red and brimming with tears as he choked out, "Dad, when are you and Mom coming back? I really miss you both."

"Very soon," came the gentle reply.

Lysander smiled softly. "Didn't I tell you? Real men don't cry, remember?"

"I'm not crying!" Adrian quickly wiped his eyes and lifted his small face, trying his best to look brave. "I am a man!"

Lysander's smile deepened, his gaze lingering on the stubborn little face on the screen-those fox-like eyes, so much like his own. His voice was rarely this tender.

"Time for bed now. Mom and Dad will be home before you know it."

***

In the bedroom, Mila stirred on her side, eyes barely open. One hand was hidden beneath her pillow, trembling where it rested on the hilt of a knife. After a few seconds, she clenched it tightly.

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After soothing Adrian and ending the call, Lysander returned to the bedroom. The warmth was gone from his demeanor. He lay down next to Mila, expression blank, staring at her frail, motionless back. A sigh slipped out.

Time turns in circles.

How did we end up here?

He reached out, placing a hand gently on her thin back, tracing the line of her spine with care. When he finally spoke, his voice was hoarse and low.

"Mila."

"He's our son-flesh and blood, part of you and me. He's just a child."

At the very least, you can't be so cruel to him.

Lysander's sharp brows twitched, as if he couldn't bear it any

it was like some kind of

***

"Dad, where's Mom?"

up, glaring fiercely at the tall, silent

I haven't seen Mom for twenty days! Where

dark, his patience thin. "She's away on a trip.

anger. "No matter where Mom goes, she always answers my

out when the butler burst into the

features. Without another word, he instructed the staff to keep

her, but was stopped outside her bedroom door. Inside, the sounds of a fierce argument echoed, punctuated by shattering glass. Fear welled

last it opened, and his father appeared, exhausted and

but was scooped up and carried away. "Mom just needs

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year, when Lysander turned eleven, his little brother was born. They

skin was soft and smooth. Suddenly, Eugene grasped Lysander's finger, and the crying stopped, replaced

This was his brother.

pair of siblings: trusting, inseparable. Lysander liked him instantly. He promised himself he'd be a good big brother, always protecting Eugene, giving him

But then-

are Eugene's eyes different from mine?

his head, curiosity shining in his gaze, but when he looked back, his father's eyes were cold and terrifying-not the way a father should look at his child, more like a stranger? Or

understand, but instinctively moved

"Dad?"

from the family estate. His father told him Eugene was

Mom was sick, there was nothing to

house where Eugene stayed, waggling his finger to make the

soon, little brother. Once you and Mom are better, we'll all

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