Who's Crying Now, Ex-Husband?

Chapter 297

A heavy night blanketed the world.

On the empty stretch of highway, a lone service station glowed-its lights a bright oasis in the darkness. Clusters of cars were already parked outside, and people moved in and out, lending the place a surprising liveliness for such a late hour.

Soon, a black SUV pulled up.

Archie hopped out, hustled inside, and returned minutes later with a thermos full of hot water and a bag of takeout.

"Dinner and medicine, Mila."

"...Thanks."

Mila didn't bother correcting him about calling her "Mila" anymore. She'd realized by now that Archie was the type to do as he pleased-he might promise to change, but would always slip back into old habits the next minute. Honestly, she was too tired to care. Let him call her whatever he wanted; it wasn't worth the trouble.

An uneasy silence settled inside the car.

Midway through eating, Mila noticed Archie kept glancing at her out of the corner of his eye. After the third or fourth time, she couldn't hold it in any longer.

"What's up?" she asked. "Do I have something on my face?"

finally blurted out, "Mila, when we were driving earlier... did you have a

face when she woke up-so shaken, so

her dream, Mila lowered her gaze, not wanting to get into it.

"Huh?"

gave his chest a hearty thump. "Don't worry, Mila. I'm tough. No ghost would dare mess with us while I'm here. Get some

at him—so earnest, so young, still clinging to

up in thick blankets they'd bought from a village

seat, stretching out as best he could. Mila curled up on the backseat, but no matter how she

...

hope-filled vision of love was

their worlds, their backgrounds, their social classes, was one she could

at her until her grades slipped, dropping her several places in the class rankings.

why she'd escaped her old life? Why she'd worked so hard to get

most people.

She'd fled a suffocating home, clawed her way

at changing her life was through the knowledge and opportunities

with a knack for it. She'd won competitions, earned awards. If she could just keep

when she was financially secure could

just wanted a normal life. One she could earn