Forgotten Wife: My Ex-Husband Regrets It After I Left novel Chapter 126

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I glanced briefly at Liam. He walked beside me, occasionally stealing glances with a faint smile.

My eyes fell on the shopping bags in his hands before returning to Noah, who wouldn’t stop chattering about his new backpack. His mouth ran on and on, full of energy, as if the whole world favored him today. I smiled, though a bittersweet ache stirred inside me, wishing life could truly be this simple.

“Mommy, when I go to school, I’ll be able to write fast like you, right?” Noah suddenly asked, his eyes sparkling with curiosity.

I nodded gently, trying to hide the turmoil inside. “Of course, sweetheart. Mommy knows you can. You’re smart, as long as you keep practicing.”

Noah giggled, then moved on to talk about the friends he imagined he would meet. “I want to have lots of friends, Mommy. And if someone doesn’t have lunch, I’ll share mine. Is that okay?”

I nearly choked up at his innocence. For such a young child to already think about sharing I stroked his hair, fighting back the tears threatening to fall. “That’s very kind of you, Noah. Mommy is so proud of you.”

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Liam walked beside me, quietly listening. The faint smile that had only flickered before now lingered more clearly. He looked at me in a way that was hard to interpret as though there was something he wanted to say but

couldn’t.

“Noah is such a good boy,” he finally said, his low voice making me glance at him.

I could only nod, quickly lowering my head so he wouldn’t see how deeply his words shook me. We kept walking, blending into the evening crowd as the mall grew busier.

Suddenly, Noah stopped in front of a bookstore. He tugged on my hand. “Mommy, can we go in for a bit? I want to find a storybook.”

I hesitated, but his pleading eyes were impossible to refuse. I turned to Liam, silently asking for his approval. He just gave a small nod. “We still have time.”

So we went in. The familiar scent of paper and ink filled the air, wrapping us in a warm, calming atmosphere. Noah ran straight to the children’s section, his eyes lighting up at the colorful covers. He grabbed a book with a big green dragon on it and held it up to me.

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“Mommy, this one! I want this one. The dragon’s cute.”

I chuckled. “Cute? Mommy thinks it’s a little scary.”

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“But it’s scary in a fun way,” Noah replied quickly, making Liam laugh beside me.

That laugh made me look up. There was something about it light, genuine, and so rare to hear from him. It felt

like a tiny crack opening inside me, one I wanted to ignore but couldn’t.

We bought the book and returned to the corridor. Noah eagerly flipped open the first pages as he walked, humming happily to himself.

“He really can’t stay still, can he?” Liam remarked with a half–joking tone, glancing at me.

I smiled, looking down. “That’s Noah. He always finds a way to make the world noisier.”

We passed through an area decorated with grand, glittering chandeliers, and Noah stopped in awe. He looked up, his round eyes full of wonder. “Mommy, look! It’s so beautiful!”

I looked up too, and for a moment, it felt like all the complications of my life had paused. There was only the

sparkle of lights, my son’s laughter, and Liam standing quietly beside me silent, but warm.

I drew a deep breath, trying to calm the storm I couldn’t name. If only everything really could be this simple.

“Mommy, I want to wear my new backpack right away when I go to school,” Noah said, his eyes shining.

I stroked his head. “Of course, sweetheart. But for now, let’s keep it put away, so it feels brand new on your first

day of school.”

Noah pouted a little, then giggled. “Alright. But can I try the shoes again at home?”

I nodded, though inside I couldn’t help thinking how quickly time had flown. It felt like just yesterday I was

cradling a tiny baby in my arms, and now he was busy picking out his school bag and new shoes. Something

pressed tightly in my chest a mix of joy and sadness I couldn’t put into words.

Beside me, Liam walked quietly, shopping bags in one hand, while his other hand had rested briefly on Noah’s shoulder earlier. There was something on his face a pride he couldn’t hide. I knew this was the first time he had

truly been part of a moment like this.

We paused for a bit in front of a drink stall. Noah immediately pointed. “Mommy, I’m thirsty.”

I glanced at Liam, about to ask if he minded stopping for a while, but he had already stepped forward to the

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counter and ordered three drinks. No words, no fuss. I could only watch him, then lower my gaze, trying to hide the warmth that suddenly bloomed in my chest.

“Noah, here’s orange juice for you,” Liam said, handing over a small plastic cup with a straw.

“Yay, thanks, Daddy!” Noah took it eagerly and drank right away.

I accepted the cappuccino Liam handed me. “You always remember,” I said softly.

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