Who's Crying Now, Ex-Husband? novel Chapter 306

But of course, there are always exceptions.

Take Lysander’s father, Conrad Montgomery. The man was hopelessly devoted to his wife—so much so that it still surprised Mila sometimes. After all, he was the first of the Montgomerys to break the mold.

But honestly, compared to Lysander, Archie was a much better companion. He was the warm-hearted type—maybe a little too nosy and gossipy for his own good, but harmless all the same.

Still, the mess between her and Lysander? That was the last thing she’d ever share with Archie. Once he knew, the whole world would know.

“Grown-ups’ business, Archie. Kids shouldn’t pry,” Mila teased, her mood suddenly lifting for reasons she couldn’t explain.

Archie bristled at that.

Amidst the bickering, they managed to finish their meal. Afterwards, they headed to the cottage Archie had booked. At least tonight, they wouldn’t be sleeping in the car. After a hot shower and some time to freshen up, Mila was out like a light, her mind drifting into a deep, dreamless sleep.

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Northpoint University, gymnasium.

The basketball game had just wrapped up, and the men’s locker room was buzzing with energy. A dozen guys—bare-chested, muscles rippling—shoved and joked with one another, their laughter echoing off the tile.

The conversation started with dinner plans, but soon devolved into crude jokes about bedroom exploits.

Someone called out to Lysander, who was still dressed in his tracksuit, leaning against the lockers. “Hey, Lysander, you not changing? We’re hitting the bar tonight, you coming?”

Lysander smiled. “Not tonight, guys. I’m heading home.”

The guy gave him a funny look. “What’s up with you lately? Always sneaking off after practice, never hanging with us anymore. Wait—don’t tell me you’re seeing someone? When did this happen? And where’s the lucky girl? You gotta introduce her to the crew, man!”

“If she’s caught Lysander’s eye, she must be something special,” someone else chimed in, and the rest of the team whooped in agreement.

Lysander just shook his head. “You guys have too much free time. Now get out of here—drinks are on me tonight.”