Who's Crying Now, Ex-Husband?

Chapter 494

"Mila, I know your last marriage was rough. You're scared, I get that. But you can't let those shadows haunt you forever. Guys like that are rare, you've already gotten rid of him-what's left to be afraid of?"

Jade sighed. "You always run from this stuff. You shut down every bit of hope I have for you, and it worries me."

"Jade..." Mila's voice wavered, eyes growing red.

"I'm not trying to force you." Jade's tone softened. "I know these things take time. I'm not saying you should rush into marriage the moment you meet someone. That would be crazy. But you keep dodging this, and if I don't push you a little, you'll just keep running away from it.”

"...I understand."

"Do you really?" Jade's voice shot up. "You just turned down another one for me today. If this keeps up, when will it ever end? Here's what: you come home for a visit, and this time, I'll supervise your date myself!"

She was convinced Mila hadn't taken any of these setups seriously.

She was going to make sure, for once.

Mila could only sigh helplessly.

She did want to go home-it'd been a while since she'd seen Jade, and she missed her. But going home for a blind date?

Suddenly, an image of someone flashed through her mind. She shook her head quickly, trying to banish it.

"What's this? The moment I mention a date, you don't even want to come home anymore?" Jade picked up immediately on her silence, her voice rising with dramatic flair.

not it..."

home, I will. But as for the blind date... let's talk about it when I get there. Jade,

took some effort, but she finally convinced her indignant aunt to go to bed. Mila wasted no time booking a

really didn't want another

wanted Jade to stop

The next evening.

was in full swing. A tangerine Bentley Continental pulled up in front of a restaurant, its windows aglow. Mila stepped out, dressed in a crisp white Chanel dress that flared just below her knees, a ring of pink-and-white silk roses cinching her waist. On her wrist, she wore a matching jeweled bracelet, and a string of creamy

She looked radiant.

dressed in white-caught sight of her from his table by the window. His eyes lit

but let her hand rest in his

dishes I know you like," Forrest said, handing her the menu. "But see

is fine," Mila replied

last thing

bothering you?" Forrest asked as he poured her a

at him, hesitated, then

was rare for her to be this upfront, and Forrest's calm features softened; a gentle smile lingered, but his

to visit my aunt. She's setting me up on another blind date," Mila

down the wine, his smile fading as he looked at her with

with you, no matter what you do. thought

to give us a

what was

flash of frustration-he'd thought they'd made progress yesterday. Wasn't it enough?