Molly didn't attempt small talk either, her gaze drifting to the window. The silence between them felt natural enough.
Still, knowing Miles was driving her to a matchmaking session left a bitter taste she couldn't quite name.
The whole thing had started before dinner. She'd been in the Vance family kitchen preparing a dish when Kirsten called. Her mother-in-law had answered on speakerphone.
"Princess, I've lined up a batch of young studs at July Club for you—tall, gorgeous, perfect for a young heiress like yourself to take her pick..."
Molly had frozen.
The kitchen staff stared at her, horrified disbelief written across their faces.
It was her mother-in-law who spoke first. "Wonderful, Kirsten. After dinner, we'll have Miles drive Molly over."
Her car was still parked at the Industrial Park. At the dinner table, Mrs. Vance had asked Miles to take her to the matchmaking event, and he'd agreed without hesitation.
Even though she'd already decided on divorce, uprooting someone who'd taken residence in your heart still took time.
Miles's complete indifference sent an involuntary pang through her chest.
When they arrived at July Club, Molly thanked him politely.