Forgotten Wife: My Ex-Husband Regrets It After I Left novel Chapter 143

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Looking back, I looked in the rearview mirror. Noah was seated in the vicinity, securely gripping his red robot while also having some discomfort under his seatbelt. I could sense his excitement, but it was evident on his face. From time to time, he played a minor tune that was off–key but still managed on purpose and made me feel good.

I broke down and asked Noah if they were going to the park. “Are you happy?”

His eyes ached with delight. “Daddy, I’m so pleased!” the boy said. “Can I run around later? Are swings available for use?”

“Okay, that’s fine.” I nodded firmly. “But don’t go too far, okay?”

It is necessary for Daddy to have the ability to see you.

He laughed as if the rule had not affected his mood. He became more impatient, if anything. Back to the road I went.” It traveled slowly, over the top of a block already packed with people in the morning. There were a lot of coffee shops on the roadside, and the aroma of toast and coffee was almost visible through their slightly open

window.

I looked to the side of the road when a red light was running. A father was carrying a baby that was sleeping in the stroller. My senses were impacted by that minor occurrence. The amount of time Noah had already passed me was something I wondered about. Has there been a time when the gap between us was too great and I had to fight hard for my chance?

The hue shifted to green, and I swiftly hit the accelerator. Noah’s humming was picked up in the back, and he imitated his toy robot. “Wow!” Pew! He announced that he was the rescue robot, saying “I am the red one!” and then carried the toy up in flight. My laughter was muted, leaving his hysterical car in the background.

There was a warmth that I couldn’t fully convey. In the meantime, I believed that home entailed walls, a roof, and eaterie. It dawned on me that home could only be created if my child had the ability to laugh and feel safe

with me.

I chimed back my reply with a gentle “No, Noah.”

With his red robot occupied, he replied with a firm and unforced response, “Yes, daddy.”

“Wouldn’t it be more entertaining if Mommy was present?”

But then, at last, the sound effects of his toy came to a halt. His gaze widened as he stated, “Yes, I am eager to invite Mommy too.” Our group comprises three individuals.

I breathed deeply before nodding off with a smile. “Okay, good night!”

He came back to his toy as if that answer was satisfactory.‘ I didn’t just receive an answer, but a small prayer that resonated within me.

The car kept driving along the busy road. I came across a sign that indicated the city park, which was only ten minutes away. The morning air filtered through the window, emitting only a faint sea–like aroma. I felt my

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heart race inside the car, thinking that Noah’s footsteps would soon be running on the green grass. Why?

It was a crisp morning when Noah and I hit the city park. Why? A bright blue sky was absent, and the grass was covered in warm sun. The weather was clear. Children running around the park were already thriving, their laughter blended with birdsong.

The ball was in my right hand while Noah’s red robot remained in the car, with an adrenaline–fueled jump. The open grassy field was the destination of his run.

He waving his hand and screaming: “Daddy, hurry up!”

He was chasing me with an enormous smile as I closed the car door and began walking back. The excitement Noah brought about was so powerful that it made me forget about the absence of Sienna, even if I didn’t feel like it.

As we were getting closer, I placed the ball. “Ah, good morning, Noah, are you prepared to play?”

With his slightly large kick, he announced, “Noah, I’m going to make up for it!”

Despite the kick being weak, his face was filled with pride. It’s not that easy. The moment I faked my reaction to catch the ball, he couldn’t stop laughing.

Daddy shouted, “You lost,” before raising his red robot high. “It’s the champion!” exclaimed the robot owner.

It made me laugh. “Alright, we both are champions today. You can see.”

We took a break after that. The scent of sweat lingered on Noah’s forehead, his hair fastened to his skin. After taking a bottle out of the bag, I handed it to him. “I want you to drink first,” Noah said.

He eagerly drank and then gazed around the park. Before he could see anything, a seller of bubbles was blowing huge sparkling bubbleglow. The children gathered and ran to chase the balls of water that appeared as rainbows.

He pointed at it, saying, “Daddy, I desire that.”

I grinned and led him to the vendor. Our purchase included a bubble set that included both ice bottles and blowers. His eyes alighted as soon as I presented him with it.

“Is it possible for me to try it out now?” he asked with enthusiasm.

“Of course.”

Then poured the liquid over the ring and gently blew. Several small bubbles drifted in the wind. “Daddy, you’re so pretty,” Noah chuckled. He couldn’t help but smile. “Like rainbows!”

I sat down and let out more air. During this event, a sizable bubble emerged and floated until it surfaced in mid- air. Noah screamed in delight, running around trying to catch it.

We played bubble fights, ran after them, and laughed as they popped. Noah successfully inserted his red robot into a massive bubble and exclaimed, “This robot is proving to be heroic!” The bubble monsters can be defeated by him!

I couldn’t help but laugh. “Your robot is simply amazing.”

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