Forgotten Wife: My Ex-Husband Regrets It After I Left novel Chapter 132

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Sienna’s POV

My ears caught faint sounds from downstairs, maybe Liam was still in the living room, maybe he couldn’t sleep either. A part of me wanted to go down, just to sit with him again, but I held myself back. We needed distance, at least tonight.

I exhaled deeply, trying to steady the rhythm of my heart. Tomorrow morning I knew I would have to make a small but important decision, return to the apartment. That would be the beginning of the reflection I had asked for. I would have to be ready to face Noah’s reaction, and Liam’s disappointed gaze.

But I also knew that if I stayed here without true certainty, it would only prolong everyone’s suffering.

Tears fell again. This time I didn’t wipe them away. I let them flow, soaking into the pillow.

“Noah,” I whispered softly. “Mommy will always be here for you, sweetheart.”

I closed my eyes, letting my body sink into weariness. But even as sleep crept in, my heart still churned with turmoil. I didn’t know what tomorrow would bring, but one thing was certain. I couldn’t turn back anymore. This was the road I had chosen, and I had to see it through.

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I woke slowly as the morning light slipped through the bedroom curtains. For a moment I just lay still, trying to place myself again. Then the aroma of toasted bread and the familiar scent of coffee reached me. A faint smile curved my lips. Liam.

With quiet steps, I left the room. In the dining area, I saw him sitting calmly, his shirt crisp, tie perfectly knotted. On the table were two plates of simple breakfast and two steaming cups of coffee.

“Morning,” he greeted with a smile. “You still look tired. I made coffee.”

I approached, taking the cup he offered. The warmth spread into my fingers. “Thank you,” I murmured, sipping lightly. The aroma soothed me and filled my chest with warmth.

I glanced toward the stairs. “Is Noah still asleep?” I asked.

Liam nodded. “Yes. He slept soundly last night.” His voice softened whenever he mentioned Noah, and that alone made me fall silent for a moment.

Then his eyes turned more serious. “I’ll take you back to the apartment after this. I’ll head to the office afterward.”

I shook my head quickly. “No need, Liam. I can go home on my own. Don’t trouble yourself, you must be busy.”

But his gaze grew firm, gentle, yet unyielding. “I don’t mind. I still want to take you.”

I drew in a long breath, that familiar warmth and unease stirring in my chest again. Part of me wanted to refuse, to keep some distance so I wouldn’t drown deeper in his small acts of care. Yet another part of me couldn’t say no, because this was who Liam was, always wanting to make sure I was okay.

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“Liam.” I bit my lip, lowering my gaze to the cup in my hands. “I don’t want you to feel like you have to look after me every second. I can stand on my own.”

He let out a quiet sigh, then smiled. “I know you can. But let me stay by your side, at least this morning. Let me drive you. That’s all.”

I fell silent, my heartbeat quickening. There was a sincerity in him that was hard to resist. Finally, I nodded slowly. “Alright, if that’s what you want.”

His smile widened, and strangely, a faint sense of relief slipped into me, though my heart still brimmed with questions.

I set the cup down on the table, the warmth lingering in my palm. A pause hung between us, filled only by the ticking of the wall clock and the aroma of coffee drifting in the air. Liam didn’t say much after that, only looked at me with eyes that were hard to decipher a mix of relief, warmth, and a restlessness he tried to hide.

I let out a soft sigh, untangling the knots in my head. “Liam, you know this isn’t about me not needing you. It’s just scary if we rush things.”

He nodded, not offended in the least. “I understand. I don’t want to push you either. I just want you to know that I’m here. Always here.”

The words were simple, but they made my chest swell painfully. I turned my face away for a moment, afraid he might read too much in my eyes. I wanted to hold back, to keep my distance, but at the same time, part of me longed to give in to the safety he offered.

“I don’t want to create false hope,” I said finally, my voice barely above a whisper.

Liam leaned forward slightly, his arms resting on the table. “If I’m honest. I’d rather wait patiently, no matter how long it takes, than be denied the chance completely. I don’t need certainty right now, Sienna. I just need to know the door isn’t completely closed to me.”

I searched his eyes, looking for any trace of falsehood. But all I found was sincerity, every word seeming to come straight from his heart. My lips trembled, and I lowered my gaze again before he could see just how fragile I felt in that moment.

“I don’t know if I’m ready,” I whispered, almost as if speaking only to myself.

“But you’re here,” he replied quickly, his voice gentle yet firm. “That’s enough for me.”

Silence returned, but this time it no longer felt suffocating. I traced the rim of my cup with my finger, trying to find a way to steady the emotions that were becoming harder and harder to contain.

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