Who's Crying Now, Ex-Husband?
Chapter 470
Chapter 465
Mila understood immediately.
There are always those people in the world-people with plenty of money and plenty of time, who do things purely out of passion. This little private bistro was probably run by just such a person. And more often than not, people like that do things exceptionally well.
The thought made her all the more eager for the meal to come.
She was a true foodie, after all.
To her surprise, the owner and chef turned out to be a young man. He greeted Forrest with a nod, gave Mila a polite acknowledgment, and then disappeared into the kitchen without even asking for their order.
"The menu here depends entirely on the chef's mood," Forrest explained with a smile. "It changes every day-whatever the chef feels like making, that's what you get."
"What a playful approach," Mila chuckled.
She understood this mindset well. In her own work as an artist and designer, she also followed her instincts and personal style. She admired people who lived the same way, never seeing it as odd—if anything, she found it refreshing and delightful.
They waited a good while before the chef finally emerged, carrying plates of beautifully arranged food. It wasn't just for their table; Leonard, who had come in after them and was sitting a little farther away, received the same treatment.
The chef seemed unconcerned about any lingering drama between his customers.
Once you stepped through his door,
you were his guest.
Soon, the table was covered with a spread of familiar comfort food-some dishes artfully plated, others thrown together in a more rustic fashion. Clearly, even the presentation depended on the chef's mood.
for a glistening dish of caramelized sweet potatoes. As she lifted a
gave way to a soft, almost creamy center, sticky-sweet and fragrant. Her eyes lit up in delight, and in that moment, she finally understood why
her kind
restaurant had closed down soon after, and she'd never found another place that made caramelized sweet potatoes quite so perfectly. She'd even tried to make them herself, but the flavor was never quite right. It had turned into one of those cravings that lingered for years,
authentic, delicious version
fork didn't stop
how much she enjoyed it, Forrest's smile deepened. He slipped on a pair of gloves and slowly began peeling shrimp for her, murmuring, “You should try some of the other dishes too-they're
muffled "Mmm-hmm," mouth still full
protested, "I can peel my own shrimp, you know. You should
close he could get without crossing her boundaries. Whenever he edged a little further, he
was breaking down her
wanted a partnership built on respect and
for that, patience was key-something Forrest had
she imagined getting married. He believed
as they were
a piece of beef in Mila's bowl. "I knew you loved caramelized sweet potatoes. As soon as I found this place, thought of you. But since the menu changes every
teach you?" Mila
persistence, anything's
she asked. She wanted to
honestly, it doesn't matter if you learn
of my life," Forrest replied, utterly straightforward, catching Mila completely off
"...," Mila sighed helplessly.
all these years, the man had only gotten bolder. He didn't dodge around
her, in one way
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