Who's Crying Now, Ex-Husband?

Chapter 325

She never understood why her parents didn't love her. She couldn't help it.

So she endured. Again, and again.

Until her senior year of high school, when they tried to marry her off to an older man just for a dowry. That was the final straw. She couldn't take it anymore, and found a way to climb over the wall and escape.

She ran. And kept running for four years.

But the nightmare still found her.

Her parents had always resented her. She'd long since become numb to their feelings; now, she could face them with cold detachment. But the person standing in front of her-the one who had brought so much pain into her life-she couldn't remain calm around him.

When they were young, she'd loved him like a little brother.

He'd looked up to her as an older sister-when classmates bullied him, he'd come running, crying for her help, begging, "Sis, please help me." He'd sneak her extra food, hide sweets in her pockets, share his allowance with her... In the end, he even helped her escape.

But as they grew older, as the truth became clear, she couldn't stop herself from resenting this brother.

She couldn't help but hate him.

Hugo bent down and picked up the dirty, fallen candy apple from the ground. He stood there, dazed, his eyes rimmed red.

"Sis, I'm sorry."

He knew everything. But there was nothing he could do.

At that moment, all he could muster was an apology. Nothing else.

Mila's eyes were red, too. She glared at him, silent for a long time, then brushed past him and walked away.

She'd only gone a few steps when she heard his voice behind her husky, rough with emotion.

"Sis... You should find someone to marry. Someone who'll treat you well,

you... Once you're married, they won't be able

a marriage certificate, her parents would

Bigamy was illegal.

stared straight ahead, step after step, leaving the boy clutching

walking, but felt

but not a single light waited to welcome her home. There was nowhere she could find shelter from the storm...

What could she do?

sky, settling

And just then-

her. He drew her into his arms, his voice already trembling with

"Mimi."

she'd

was her big

University, at the

"Doesn't it hurt?"

ointment on the bruises on her cheek. The cuts on her hands were worse-those

barely made a sound, as

she just stared at him, then slowly shook her head. After a

"It hurts."

to her injuries, then unwrapped a piece of candy and popped it into her mouth,

Strawberry flavor. Deliciously sweet.

Mila's eyes stung.

herself cry again. She was

listened to his gentle instructions, and then heard him call from the kitchen that he was making her some

warm, golden lamplight. Suddenly, Mila was seized by a reckless urge, almost blurting out

Will you marry me?

she swallowed them back. Wasn't that too fast, too blunt? They

could sense Forrest's feelings

divorce so messy they barely spoke of it. They'd talked about marriage once, in passing, and she knew he wasn't exactly enthusiastic

want