NovelEnglishChapter 361 She tried to get out of bed to make him leave, but a firm hand pressed her down, pinning her to the mattress.
"Don't move." Her bandaged shoulder, aggravated by the struggle, began to bleed again, staining Mila's shirt crimson. Lysander's expression didn't change in the slightest. His voice was cold and unwavering. "Mila, we're still married. As long as that's true, you don't have the right to refuse me-not tonight, not ever. So don't test my patience." Mila's eyes burned with rage. This man always knew exactly how to get under her skin. She gritted her teeth. "Is this all you know how to do? Bully and threaten?" "If it works, why stop?" With that, Lysander climbed onto the bed, trapping her beneath him and pulling the covers over them both. "Settle down. Go to sleep." Shaking with anger, Mila struggled, then deliberately rammed her head into the spot on Lysander's chest where she'd wounded him earlier. He grunted, then let out a low, almost amused laugh, but his grip only tightened, holding her closer.
He really was utterly shameless-a man who lived by his own rules, caring nothing for right or wrong.
Could she really make it through the thirty-day waiting period? The thought crept in, bringing with it a wave of anxiety.
No. She had to get out of the country as soon as possible.
Morning.
When Mila woke up, groggy and disoriented, she realized she was alone in bed. She quickly gathered her things and slipped out.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtThe snow had stopped. The sky was clear and bright.
After a hot breakfast in the dining hall, Mila's body finally felt warm again. She carefully made her way down the still-icy stone steps and left the mountain.
With cell signal restored, she tried contacting Archie. Last night, stuck on the mountain, she'd worried sick when she couldn't reach him. She'd even asked Leonard, who was coming up the mountain, and he'd reassured her that the boy's family had cto get him and he was fine.
Still, she couldn't quite relax.
She called several times, but there was no answer. Finally, she sent a message: "Letknow when you're hsafe." She hurried to the airport- And was immediately blocked at the gate by Lysander and several men.
"Didn't you say you wanted to get back to Kingsford early and file for divorce?" Lysander stood tall and unmissable at the boarding gate, his fox-like eyes glinting with a dangerous amusement. "Not traveling with me- aren't you afraid I'll change my mind?" People glanced curiously in their direction, swhispering, others trying to snap photos-until the bodyguards quickly intervened.
"My dear wife, after you." Lysander stepped aside with a mocking little bow. On the other side of the tarmac, a private jet emblazoned with the Montgomery family crest waited for them.
There was no way out of it now.
And in truth, she was afraid he'd back out last minute. Whatever happened, she needed to get this divorce filed- start the waiting period as soon as possible.
With dozens of eyes watching, they boarded the private plane and took off ahead of schedule.
Kingsford appeared beneath them in no time.
Looking out the window, Mila saw the familiar skyline of the capital city. She hadn't been gone long, but it felt like another lifetime. Everything looked strangely unfamiliar.
The plane landed and rolled to a stop.
Mila's gaze settled on a spot outside the terminal. Her eyesight was sharp-she spotted a car parked near the runway, with a woman and a child standing beside it.
Giselle and Adrian.
She didn't have to guess they were clearly here for Lysander.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmMila's eyes rested on Adrian. The boy looked pale and withdrawn, not quite himself.
Was he sick?
Just then, her thoughts were interrupted by Lysander's phone ringing. Sitting beside her, he answered and put the call on om speaker. Giselle's voice cthrough, tinged with complaint: "Lysander, Adrian and I cto pick you up. Why didn't you take us with you on your trip? Adrian's been sulking all morning." Lysander's tone softened. "Next time." He started to stand, but Mila caught the cuff of his tailored suit. He glanced down to find her looking at him, her eyes cool and steady.
"City hall." If he left now, there was no telling when he'd cback. They needed to file the divorce paperwork today-start the clock.
No more delays.
They locked eyes for a long moment.
Lysander silenced his phone and gave her a faint, almost amused smile.
e "Adrian hasn't seen you in a while. He keeps tellinghe misses you. Have dinner with him tomorrow night." Of course he was trying to complicate things again.
Mila forced a smile, teeth clenched. "...Fine."
Satisfied, Lysander picked up his phone, but instead of calling back, he sent a message. Through the window. Mila saw Giselle check her phone, frown slightly, and then lead Adrian away. Mila and Lysander got in the car and headed for city hall.
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