Infatuated with my Ex-wife

Chapter 86 Different Feelings

"Millicent, why are you so quiet? Am I that scary?" Elio asked as he drove.

Elio felt that Millicent was always quiet when she was with him, but she was very chatty when she was

with Irene. Was he really that scary? He felt a little upset.

"N-No, how could you be scary?" Millicent answered quickly. She was afraid Elio would misunderstand.

"I like you. How can I be afraid of you?" Millicent could only keep this to herself.

"Is that true? Then why do I feel that you treat me differently from the way you treat Irene and

Edward?" Elio asked bluntly. He felt that they were quite similar, able to speak whatever was on their

minds.

"How could it be the same?" Millicent blurted out. Immediately after, she thought she responded too

quickly and regretted it.

They were at a traffic light now, so Elio braked and looked at Millicent curiously. He asked, "Oh, what's

the difference?"

She was shocked and took a while to react. "Everyone is different, so you'll definitely feel different with

different people. Don't you think so?" Millicent answered hurriedly.

"Of course it's different. How could it be the same? You're the person I like. They're just my best

friends. How could feelings of friendship and love feel the same?" Millicent thought.

She suddenly remembered that Elio was still learning how to paint. She didn't expect he would be so

straightforward. Millicent looked at Elio unconsciously, lost in her thoughts. She didn't notice that Elio

was staring at her too.

"Honk! Are you guys going to move? Don't block the road!" Elio was the first to snap out of it. He saw

that the light had already turned green—no wonder the people behind were scolding them. He couldn't

help but feel embarrassed, so he drove away quickly.

"Millicent, why did you look at me like that?" Elio asked straightforwardly. He wasn't sure why he didn't

want to conceal anything before Millicent and would ask her whatever was on his mind every time.

Elio was dazed when he saw Millicent staring at him wide-eyed. Now that he had snapped out of it, he

felt what just happened was very strange.

"I...I wasn't! You must've been mistaken about something!" Millicent squeaked. She was surprised by Text property © Nôvel(D)ra/ma.Org.

another one of his abrupt questions and felt rather embarrassed. Millicent couldn't let him know she

liked him, so she was stunned.

"Oh, I was mistaken?" Elio said, as though he understood. However, he knew she was lying because

she couldn't meet his gaze.

"Of course! What else could it be?!" Millicent lied. She was confident she did a pretty good job at lying.

However, she didn't know that Elio had already seen through her.

"Okay, it's my bad," Elio said coyly. He found Millicent very cute. She didn't seem like a person who had

been out in the secular field for years.

Millicent would never admit that she had been staring at Elio dazedly. She would keep this a secret

until she died, for it was just too embarrassing! Silence fell over them even though they wanted to talk

to each other.

"Alright, this is my home. Elio, do you want to come in and have a seat?" Millicent asked as she looked

at the familiar villa. She could finally go home and get some well-needed sleep. It was late by the time

she was done having dinner with the Wilson family, and she was tired.

"Yeah, you look tired. You should sleep soon," Elio said with concern. He appreciated the fact that

Millicent was still humble despite being from a rich family when he saw the luxurious villa in front of

him.

Elio was also born in a rich family, so he knew a lot of rich girls. However, they were pretentious and

bad-tempered. So when he met Irene by chance, he felt she was completely different from those young

ladies.

"You're back, Millicent. Who is this gentleman?" Jennifer asked happily. She had been waiting for her

daughter to return. She knew she wasn't in a relationship, so she didn't know why Millicent wasn't

home yet at such a late hour.

Jennifer knew that she was having dinner with Irene's family and had already left their house. But it

was late, and she was worried because she hadn't seen Millicent yet.

"Mum, this is Irene's friend, Elio Ann. We all had dinner at her place, so he gave me a ride home,"

Millicent said politely. She didn't want her mother to know they were friends. Otherwise, her mother

would definitely consider him a candidate as her future son-in-law.

"Hello, I'm also Millicent's senior. We attended the same art course," Elio said. He found it weird that

Millicent introduced him as though they weren't friends.

Elio felt a little upset, but he began to feel better when he added that detail.

Millicent was shocked to hear Elio introduce himself to her parents like this.

"Doesn't he see the glint of satisfaction in my mum's eyes?" she thought.

"Oh my, what a coincidence! Mr. Ann and Millicent are in the same trade! Come inside and have a

seat," Jennifer invited happily. Indeed, she hadn't misjudged him. She was even more certain that he

was her future son-in-law.

"That's right. Come in and have a seat," Millicent's father finally spoke. He was a dignified man of little

words. Between her parents, her mother was the more talkative one.

"Thank you, but I'll have to decline. I'll be sure to visit when I'm free. It's quite late, so I'll go home for

now," Elio said politely. It was almost 11 o'clock at night.

"Yeah! It's really late, and Elio needs his rest too. We should also go in the house," Millicent said. She

had walked over and grabbed hold of her mother's arm like a child.

"Moreover, you shouldn't tire him out even more. It's dangerous for him to drive in that state. He needs

his rest," Millicent added quickly. She was worried that her parents would fuss over her once more.

"Alright, I'll be on my way. Good night," Elio bade farewell and drove away.

He began to smile at the thought about what Millicent had said to persuade her parents. "Millicent is

such a lovely girl. Why didn't I notice her before?" he thought.

He wasn't sure why he felt like this.

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"Millicent, how do you find Mr. Ann? We think he's a decent man. You should think about it—you're not

young anymore. We can't stay by your side forever," Jennifer said. She was concerned about her future

happiness.

"Don't worry, mum. I'll find my other half soon. Now, it's late and we should all get some rest," Millicent

said, trying to persuade her parents.

"Millicent, you should remember your age. You can't afford to be so choosy anymore. Just give it a shot

and see what it's like," Jennifer said. As she spoke, Millicent pushed her to her bedroom.

"Okay, mum. I understand, so you don't have to worry about me anymore. You should get some rest

now. I'll definitely bring you a satisfactory son-in-law, so good night!"

Millicent had to use her last resort and promise them what they wanted to hear. Otherwise, her mother

would continue to nag her to no end. After all, she had just met Elio.

With Millicent pushing her into the bedroom and getting a satisfactory reply, Jennifer finally had a good

night of sleep.

Now that Millicent had finally convinced her mother, she too could get some rest. She knew her mother

was only worried about her well-being, but Elio liked Irene. There was nothing she could do about that.

She probably shouldn't let her parents see her with a guy anymore. Otherwise, they would definitely

nag her about getting married.

Millicent was the only daughter of the Baker family. Her parents loved her dearly, and they were

concerned about her marriage. Now that Irene had a child, they were especially nervous.

After Millicent washed up and was about to sleep, she saw a message on her phone. That was

strange, who would text her at this hour? She picked it up and saw Elio's name on the screen.