NovelEnglishChapter 69 Bamboo Grove Residences.
Outside Lillian's Studio, a few luxury cars were parked, and a group of seven or eight staff members either sat or stood clustered by the entrance.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtInside the studio, Jade was meticulously flipping through Mila's portfoof art and design work from recent years. Her expressions shifted between furrowed brows and approving nods. About halfway through, she unexpectedly looked up at Mila, who was waiting nearby.
"Are you really not upset? Won't you regret it?" Mila was taken aback for a moment, but then realized what Jade was asking. She felt a mix of helplessness and amusement.
"Auntie, you've askedthis all the way here. I've truly made up my mind." Ever since she had revealed Lysander's affair and her decision to divorce, her aunt's demeanor had been tense, repeatedly asking if she was heartbroken or would regret it, to the point where Mila was nearly numb from the questioning. Seeing Mila's resolve, Jade's expression softened slightly.
But soon, she feigned anger and gave the table a gentle tap, "What, you findannoying just because I asked a few more questions?" "Of course not." Mila moved closer, gently grasping her aunt's hand. "I haven't seen you in ages, Aunt Jade. I wish I could talk to you every day, listen to whatever you have to say." "Oh, now you remember we haven't seen each other in a long time!" As Jade spoke, her eyes reddened, and her aged voice carried a hint of a choked sob. "Seven years, Mila, seven years. How many more seven years do you think I have? You're so heartless, never visiting just because I once said I didn't want to see you. I might be stubborn, but you're just as obstinate. Do you want to driveto my grave?" Since Mila could remember, her aunt had always been strong-willed and commanding, never showing such a tender, sorrowful side.
Her aunt, who had never married or had children, had distanced herself from the family except for Mila, whom she treated like her own child. Yet Mila had been so inconsiderate.
She had truly hurt her aunt's feelings.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmGuilt pressed on Mila's heart like a weight. The tears she had been holding back finally spilled over.
She moved to her aunt's side, knelt down, and just as she did when she was a child, placed her hands on her aunt's knees and rested her head there, filled with affection. "Please don't say that, Aunt Jade. It's all my fault for being thoughtless, but you must live a long, long life. I'll stay with you forever and never leave again." She choked on her words, tears falling like rain, soaking her aunt's clothes.
"Alright, alright," Jade soothed, gently stroking Mila's hair, her eyes red but full of tenderness. "Promise you won't break my heart again."
She continued, "As for Lysander, I could tell from the first meeting he wasn't the right one for marriage But you were so determined, and by then, it was too late forto intervene. Now that you've cto your senses, just go through with the divorce. Don't be too upset. There are plenty of worthy men out there; I'll help you find someone better." "I'm not upset." Mila nuzzled her aunt's hand, comforted by its warmth.
"And what about my great-nephew, Adrian? What are your plans for him after the divorce?"
Though Jade hadn't been in touch much over the years or visited Mila, she knew Mila had a child shortly after marriage. That was her great-nephew!
He was seven now, and Jade had seen photos of the handsboy but had never had the chance to hold him. Not thinking about him was impossible.
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