Who's Crying Now, Ex-Husband? novel Chapter 248

"You've got a knack for making kids' meals too," Mila remarked with a smile.

Forrest, having finished his meal, took a sip of his coffee and grinned. "Well, if we're going to have kids someday, I should get some practice in."

Mila was momentarily taken aback but then she laughed. "You're always striving for perfection, aren't you?"

Even back in college, she admired Forrest's commitment to excellence. He was meticulous and perfect—traits not many people she knew possessed. Forrest also had this uncanny ability to plan ahead.

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Before Forrest left, he made a point to say, "Mimi, I might be home late tonight. Can you wait up for me? There's something I need to discuss with you."

His serious expression piqued Mila's curiosity, and she nodded her agreement.

Later that morning, she took some toys to the studio and spent time playing with a child there. When he expressed interest in drawing, she set up a small easel for him. Meanwhile, she continued to work on her design drafts.

The themes for the international fashion week in June and July were already set: one on rubies and the other on nature landscapes. She needed to create two collections around these themes.

Engrossed in her work, time flew by. Occasionally, she checked on the child’s progress. However, when she saw the chaos of black and red lines on his drawing paper, she frowned.

The tangled lines, dark and oppressive, were not what you'd expect from a child's mind. Drawings often reflect the artist's current state of mind. Julian seemed troubled.

"I wanted to draw the little animals from the lantern Mom gave me," Julian said, his voice tinged with disappointment at the mess of lines he had created.

"Thank you, Julian, I really like it," Mila said, accepting the drawing. She placed a fresh sheet of paper in front of him, gently guided his hand, and sketched a vivid, soaring white dove.