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Forgotten Wife: My Ex-Husband Regrets It After I Left novel Chapter 140

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Sienna’s POV

Liliana chuckled. Not the right thing to say, just the truth. My sole desire is for you to cease being reactive. Sienna, I have so many beautiful things in my possession. Don’t let fear hide them.

I looked back at the cup of coffee with a blank stare. It was halfway through. I reflected on it, looking fragile but also slightly fortified. Liliana was correct in saying that I couldn’t tolerate hiding.

Taking it in stride, I opened my bag and took out some pages of the manuscript I had prepared. It was all red on the sheets, evidence of how hard I had fought for each sentence. I pushed them towards Liliana, placing them on the table.

Let’s hope you are the first to read my last chapter, then,I said with a screeful voice, full of determination.

With gleeful eyes, Liliana stared at the papers and smiled broadly. I take pleasure.

Warmth spread through my chest. It was a small step, but crucial.

The waiter came back and we ordered steak, which she had chosen over her favorite steak. I chose pasta with fresh tomato sauce instead. We both ordered it. We ordered a small bottle of white wine to

celebrate her win.

We shifted our focus to lesscommon topics, such as vacation plans and old friendsconversations, while also discussing the latest movie that everyone had recommended. Between the giggles, Liliana would occasionally look at me with a serious expression.

Are you prepared for the challenge ahead, Sienna? Is it possible that Liam and Emily are involved in the process of getting back to their house?

My heart sank. Are you aware of the rumors about Emily too?!I concur.

She nodded slightly. I’m aware that she won’t be quiet. Her constant desire is to win.

I lowered my head and held my spoon tightly. That’s the source of my fear. Noah should not be drawn into adult conflicts. All I want is for him to be pleased. Emily doesn’t shy away from talking like Noah, does she?

Liliana tapped her finger on the table, her expression cold as silk, like that of a lawyer ready to fight, If she gets close, know that I’ll be right beside you. Noah is your son. That’s an unchallenged legal fact. Don’t let Emily shake you.

Looking at her, my skin sparked with excitement. Liliana, I’m lucky to have you with me.

A kindhearted expression was spoken by her. I’m fortunate to have you with me. While it’s easy to

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question oneself, my confidence in you is unparalleled. Don’t forget that.

Eating, talking and laughing were the usual ways we spent our time, occasionally resuming serious conversation. As time went by, the restaurant’s atmosphere became more tranquil. Half a glass of wine was left, and I settled back into my chair, experiencing surprisingly comfort. It was incredibly comforting.

Using my fork, I slowly watched as Liliana continued to talk with great enthusiasm. Even though she was so warm, I could tell that she always had sharp eyes to read my troubles.

Liliana,I called softly.

She stopped chewing and quickly turned. Hmm, what happened?

I will have to face Emily in the future. I mean more than a friendly hello at the mall or small talk at Noah’s school. If she were to actually try to take Noah away from me, would I be able to hold my own against her might?

Liliana placed her glass gently and looked at me with a profound seriousness. The question is not about whether you are strong enough, Sienna. To what extent are you willing to engage in combat?

She spoke through the thick walls I had constructed around me.

She kept her words to a composed and unassuming tone, noting that she may have possessions like money and status. This included her association with Liam. Your connection with Noah is the one thing she can never have. And that will always be your best weapon. Remember that.

I held my hands low and tried to hold down tears while holding a spoon. I’m scared, Liliana. I’m scared of losing him. The moment I see Noah, I can’t help but feel a sense of loss and gratitude.

With her fingers in her mouth, Liliana reached out and brushed my hand. You won’t lose him. You stand with him and the world will come to your aid.

Her words evoked something within me. I felt like there was a solid foundation beneath me tonight.

Somewhat.

We continued eating more quietly. Every now and then, Liliana cracked a joke that made me burst into laughter even as I was still thinking about things. My friend was always there for me, even when I needed assistance. They were both smart and supportive.

Following my break, I said, Liliana, if this is something I’ve never said before, you’re like family.

Whenever I am uncertain, you are always there to lend me some support.

She smiled, her eyes sparkling with gleam. Sienna, I’m your family. Friendship goes beyond friendship. We address the gaps that are beyond understanding.

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The warmth in her hand grew throughout my body as I held it tightly.

Thanks Liliana. I’m feeling a little better for now. You can hear me back here.

Her glass was raised, and she smiled at me. Seen for good times, Sienna. Whether in the courtroom or in your own writing. We will fight together and come out on top.

I lifted my glass and placed it over hers.

The small crack seemed to seal the night with an unreserved assurance that I was not alone and that someone still had confidence in me.

It was that, which gave me the confidence to go forward.

The taxi I rode gliding around the city was quiet. I could see the moon shining through the window, but it was half open. As I gazed into the cool glass, I could see the city lights go back out.

A taxi halted in front of my apartment. Pay and I was in the quiet lobby, where. The elevator made me feel like I was ascending to the topmost floor. Each second was lengthy, as if the world wanted me to truly feel everything inside my head.

The apartment door opened, I lit up the light, threw my bag onto the sofa, and sat down without taking off my shoes. Thank goodness!

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