The Ex-Wife He Can’t Have novel Chapter 221

Killian's dark eyes locked on Jillian, his tone laced with ice. "Connor has only been with you for a day, and he's already throwing a fit. Don't you owe me an explanation?"

"What exactly do you want me to explain?"

"Explain why, as a mother, you can't treat both children equally."

Jillian was so angry she almost laughed.

"If anyone owes an explanation, it's you. When I left, Connor was a sweet, well-behaved boy—a little willful at worst, but never this mean and stubborn. I'd love to know how exactly you've been raising him these past five years."

A mocking smirk touched Killian's lips. "At least I've been by his side for those five years, unlike you, who abandoned him."

Jillian's fingers curled into tight fists, her knuckles turning white.

So that was how Killian saw it—she was the cold-hearted mother who walked away.

But the truth was, she had been ruthlessly driven out.

Under those circumstances, if she had stayed, his family would have eventually driven her to a complete breakdown.

"Mom."

Anxious and worried, Stella jogged out of the residential complex after her.

Seeing Killian's tall, imposing figure in a sharp black suit from afar, radiating a chilling, predatory aura, the little girl timidly stopped in her tracks, too afraid to get closer.

Killian cast a nonchalant, dismissive glance at Stella, sizing her up in an instant. "Hurting your own flesh and blood for a stranger with no biological ties to you. Take a good look at yourself and ask if it's really worth it."

With that, he turned, got into his car, and sped off into the distance.

Stella heard every word loud and clear, her head dropping in deep insecurity.

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