Forgotten Wife: My Ex-Husband Regrets It After I Left novel Chapter 137

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My words made him giggle softly, though he quickly bent back down, busy stacking the blocks again. Pride. shone on his little face, as if he wanted to prove to the world that he truly could be that strong.

The nanny looked at me, nodding politely. “Don’t worry, Ma’am. Noah will be fine. I’ll stay with him until you return.”

I returned the nod, though my heart still resisted moving away. Every second in that room felt precious, like small fragments I would one day hold onto as memories.

Liam gently touched my arm, a signal that it was time to go. I turned to him, then looked back at Noah. He was already lost in his play, stacking Legos higher and higher, humming softly to himself.

“Mommy loves you, Noah,” I whispered before finally turning away.

“I love you too, Mommy,” he replied quickly, without looking up. Simple words, yet they pierced straight through to the deepest part of me.

As the door closed softly, I could still hear Noah’s little voice calling faintly, “Come back soon, Mommy.”

I lowered my head, holding my breath for a moment, then walked beside Liam. In my heart, I promised myself once more, I really would come back. For Noah. For this family.

“Ready?” Liam’s voice cut through my thoughts.

I looked at him briefly, then nodded. “Ready.”

We walked slowly toward the yard. The morning air brushed gently against my skin, the pale blue sky streaked with thin drifting clouds. Liam’s car was parked there, and I felt my heartbeat quicken when he opened the door for me.

“I can go home by myself, Liam. You should stay with Noah,” I murmured.

He gave a small smile, his eyes warm. “I know. But I want to do this. Noah’s already used to the nanny.”

I couldn’t say anything in response, just stepped inside and sat in the passenger seat. When the door closed, the familiar scent of the car mixed with the soft trace of his cologne, making it even harder to keep my emotional distance.

The car rolled slowly out of the yard. The streets were still quiet, with only a few vehicles passing by. I kept my gaze fixed outside the window, trying to focus on the scenery instead of the silence that filled the car.

The ride was steady, the smooth hum of the engine and the faint sound of music from the radio filling the quiet space between us. I still stared outside, watching trees rush past, houses fade into the distance, and the afternoon sunlight reflecting off window glass.

“You’ve been quiet the whole time,” Liam finally said, his voice soft but clear.

I glanced at him briefly, then quickly turned my eyes back to the road. “I’m just tired.”

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He shot me a sidelong look, then gave a faint smile, “Tired, or avoiding?”

I frowned slightly, trying to hide the unease that suddenly welled up. “Avoiding what?” I asked quickly, almost defensively.

Liam didn’t answer right away. He exhaled slowly, his fingers tapping lightly on the steering wheel in time with the music. “You’re still hesitant, aren’t you? About me, about us.”

My heart leapt into my throat. I opened my mouth, wanting to deny it, but the words felt too heavy. “I’m just not used to it yet,” I finally whispered.

“Not used to having someone who cares? Or not used to believing that you deserve to be loved?” His question was gentle, without pressure, but that was exactly what made my chest tighten.

I stayed silent, staring at my hands clutching the bag on my lap. His words struck directly at the most fragile place inside me.

The car paused briefly at a red light. I could feel his gaze, but I didn’t dare look back.

“I don’t want to make you feel forced, Sienna,” he continued, his voice even softer this time. “I just want you to know I’m not here out of pity. I’m here because I truly want to be by your side.”

I shut my eyes for a moment, trying to steady my ragged breathing. How desperately I wanted to believe him, but the shadows of the past always seemed to come back and haunt me.

The light turned green. The car moved forward again. I forced myself to glance at him, catching his face, serious yet calm. There was something in his gaze, a sincerity I had rarely found in my life.

“Liam,” My voice nearly broke. I wanted to continue, but I didn’t know where to start.

He only gave a faint smile before turning back to the road. “It’s okay if you can’t talk now. I can wait. I’m not going anywhere.‘

Silence filled the space between us again, but this time it felt different. Not awkward, but warm, as if his words had become a fragile bridge slowly connecting the gap between us.

“How long do you think you’ll be staying at the apartment?” Liam’s voice made me turn to him.

I thought for a moment before answering. “I don’t know for sure. Maybe a few days. Maybe a week. Í just need time to sort out my thoughts.”

He nodded, though I could sense tension behind his calm expression. “During that time, may I still reach out to you?”

I turned to him, a little surprised by the question. “Of course, Liam. You’re Noah’s father. And…” I hesitated for a moment, lowering my gaze. “…and you’re also part of my life.”

The words slipped out without planning. I could feel my face heat up, but I didn’t regret saying them. Liam’s smile bloomed, this time warmer, more genuine. “Thank you,” he said softly.

I quickly turned toward the window again, hiding the expression I couldn’t control. The scenery of tall buildings

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shifted as we drew closer to the city center. People crowded the sidewalks, the morning rush resuming its rhythm.

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