Who's Crying Now, Ex-Husband? novel Chapter 72

It shouldn't have happened—or so he thought.

Lysander quickly noticed the silver-haired Jade standing protectively in front of Mila. His eyebrows furrowed instinctively, a flicker of realization crossing his eyes, mixed with surprise. He remembered that seven years ago, Mila and Jade had a falling out and had presumably severed ties. How were they back together now?

Suppressing the irritation bubbling within him, Lysander descended the staircase, intending to greet Jade. After all, she was an elder with a formidable background, deserving of respect. But to his surprise, Jade merely cast him a cold glance before brushing past him, expressionless, and heading upstairs.

Mila followed suit. Her demeanor was equally detached as she trailed after her aunt, ignoring Lysander entirely.

"Lena..." Lysander called softly, reaching out to grasp Mila's arm. She deftly avoided his grasp, leaving only the gossamer fabric draped around her arm to slip silkily through his fingers. He watched her retreating figure, a shadow of contemplation passing through his eyes.

It was then he noticed something different. Mila wore a sleek black evening gown that accentuated her porcelain skin, giving it an ethereal glow with a healthy pink hue. A shimmering fabric twined around her arms and cinched her slender waist, sparkling under the light. Around her neck, a delicate silver chain with star-blue sapphires glistened, complementing the elegant silver pin in her neatly arranged dark hair. Her face was radiant and beautiful, a blend of sophistication and simplicity.

As she moved, the fabric draped around her waist swayed gently. Lysander's gaze lingered on the tantalizing silhouette beneath the fabric, his throat constricting with the impulse to embrace her delicately soft waist. He knew all too well how supple it was.

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Meanwhile, Ryan, standing at the top of the stairs, sensed something was amiss. Mila and her entourage had already left, but Lysander remained on the stairs, lost in thought and unresponsive to Ryan's repeated calls.

"What's up with you?" Ryan asked, eyeing Lysander suspiciously. "What were you staring at Mila for? Don't tell me you're going to betray my sister Giselle!"