Who's Crying Now, Ex-Husband? novel Chapter 346

**The Answer**

This whole road trip of Mila’s—her reason for heading to Solaris City, the city famous for its bustling monasteries and wise priests—was to find an answer. An answer she couldn’t even name herself.

Yet now, before she’d reached the journey’s end, she’d already found what she was looking for.

She’d found herself again.

So, did the road trip still need to continue?

Mila glanced at the teenager across from her, noticing his nervous energy. She couldn’t help but laugh, tearing a chunk of meat from the beef bone in her hand and chewing thoughtfully.

“Of course I’ll go. Why not?”

“I need to get to the end. There’s someone I’m waiting for—something I need to finish.”

Watching her gnaw on her bone with such fierce determination, Archie shuddered, then grinned. “That’s the spirit! What’s a journey without a destination anyway?”

This was his first real road trip, after all.

What’s the point if you never reach the end?

But…

“So, Mila, who exactly are you planning to settle things with? And what kind of ‘ending’ are you talking about?” Curiosity got the better of the boy—her expression didn’t exactly spell good news.

She shot him a sidelong glance. “And stop calling me ‘Mila’. Seriously.”

She’d let it slide along the way, chalking it up to a kid being impulsive and playful. But now, she realized she didn’t want to put up with that nickname any longer.

Archie took the hint and didn’t push. He shrugged, laced his hands behind his head, leaned back in his chair, and swung his feet up onto the seat, all nonchalance. “Fine, fine. No need to get so intense about it.”

She could be a little scary, honestly.

Mila just smiled, picked out a particularly meaty bone from the plate, and dropped it into Archie’s bowl, shaking her own at him.

“Come on, dig in. Eat up.”

Archie: “…”

The leader called everyone together to discuss.

It was the first time such a large chunk of vehicles had broken down at once. They decided on a compromise: get as many people out as possible to where there was cell service, contact the local rescue team, and bring help back for the rest as soon as possible.

After a noisy debate, the group agreed on who would go ahead.

Mila and Archie, who had joined the caravan along the way and weren’t official members, decided it wouldn’t be right to push for a spot on the first trip out. They volunteered to stay behind and wait for the rescue team that night.

Two of the caravan’s hired wilderness survival experts stayed as well, along with two vehicles, while the rest of the group set off.

Once the main group left, the dozen or so who remained followed the survival experts to find a high, open area to set up camp—somewhere safe enough to wait for rescue.

They pitched their tents, built basic defenses, and began settling in—only to be interrupted by unexpected visitors.

Two young men approached; one was slender and mild-mannered, the other sturdier, and they introduced themselves as brothers on their own road trip. Their car, too, had broken down nearby. They’d seen the parked vehicles and hoped someone could help with their car—or at least let them stay the night.

The wilderness experts were cautious. One stayed with the camp, while the other rounded up a few men and went with the newcomers to check out their story.