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.

***

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.

twitched, as if he couldn't bear it any

was

***

"Dad, where's Mom?"

looked up, glaring fiercely at the tall, silent man in front

seen Mom for twenty days! Where

thin. "She's away on a trip. She'll

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

grew even colder. He was just about to lash out when the butler burst into the room, breathless and excited.

instructed the staff to keep an eye

of a fierce argument echoed, punctuated by shattering glass. Fear welled up inside him. He pounded desperately on

opened, and his father appeared, exhausted and grim. Lysander

his mother, but was scooped up and carried away. "Mom

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

Lysander peered into the cradle at the crying baby, poking his chubby cheek. The infant's skin was soft and smooth. Suddenly, Eugene grasped Lysander's finger,

This was his brother.

like any other pair of siblings: trusting, inseparable. Lysander liked him instantly. He promised

But then-

Eugene's eyes different from mine?

when he looked back, his father's eyes were cold and terrifying-not the way

instinctively moved

"Dad?"

was sent away from the family estate. His father told him Eugene was sick, and so

Mom was sick, there was nothing to

visited the house where Eugene stayed, waggling his finger to

and Mom

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