Who's Crying Now, Ex-Husband? novel Chapter 430

At that age, he simply couldn’t understand.

Why did his mother hate his little brother so much? How had she changed into someone unrecognizable, the gentle mom he knew suddenly turning terrifying overnight?

But he never wanted to make her upset.

That night,

Unable to sleep, the boy crept down the hall to his parents’ bedroom, hoping to apologize and comfort her. He silently promised himself never to mention his brother in front of her again.

As he passed the study,

He overheard his father talking with a doctor.

He hurried on to the bedroom.

No one was on the bed. Water dripped behind the bathroom door. He rushed in—and witnessed the nightmare that would haunt him forever.

Red water spilled over the edge of the tub.

His mother’s slender, pale arm hung lifelessly across the porcelain. Dark crimson trickled down, curling across the floor toward his feet, wrapping itself around the boy’s frantic, screaming soul, dragging him into darkness.

He collapsed beside the tub.

His trembling hands clutched her wrist, tears streaking his face. His chest heaved so hard he could barely breathe, choking out broken words between sobs.

“No, please… don’t…”

“I’m sorry, I’m sorry, Mom, I’m so sorry, please, open your eyes, look at me, don’t, don’t… don’t die!”

“It’s my fault, it’s all my fault!”

“I lied, Mom, I lied. That wasn’t my brother, I don’t have a brother. His eyes aren’t green, not green at all!”

“Mom, I lied!”

“I’m a liar! A liar!”

“That wasn’t my brother—it was a monster, a monster!”

“I tricked you, please don’t die, I’m begging you, it was all a lie, I’ll never lie again, never again…”

His hysterical screams brought people running.

The house plunged into chaos that night.

Afterwards,

His mother returned.

But the terror—the deep, bone-chilling red—never left him. It clung to him, binding him for life.

……

In the bedroom.

Lysander clung tightly to the woman in his arms, drawing comfort from her warmth. Only after a long while did his ragged breathing and thundering heartbeat finally settle.

With Mila by his side,

He always found a peace deep enough to soothe his soul.

But now,

He was on the verge of losing it.

“Mila, you can’t leave me.”

No matter what, he wouldn’t let that happen.

He would do anything—anything—to keep her.

……

“A party? Tonight?”

Barely awake, Mila heard the news and immediately suspected what it meant. “Cossio will be there too?”

Lysander neither confirmed nor denied it. “Your dress is ready. We’ll go together tonight.”

So, this was it—the final confrontation.

But she didn’t understand—

If Cossio was coming to the party, what need was there for bait? Why was she, the decoy in their plan, even necessary?

She couldn’t figure it out.

“What if I don’t want to go?”

Mila asked.

Lysander smiled. “Darling, parties here are quite entertaining.”

As if one party could be so different from another.

But she knew what he really meant: she had no choice. Like it or not, she was going.