Dear ex-Wife please be mine again

Chapter 6

Christiana’s POV.

The hotel suite was finally quiet, save for the muffled hum of the air conditioning. I had spent the day unpacking our few belongings, trying to turn this temporary lodging into something that felt less like an impersonal pit stop and more like a home. The twins, Ethan and Emma, had explored the room with the boundless energy that only children possess. Now, they were seated on the plush carpet, playing with the assortment of toys I’d managed to gather.

I sat on the edge of the bed, folding some clothes, when Ethan suddenly looked up from his toys. His small face was serious, his brow furrowed in thought. I sensed a shift in the room’s atmosphere, a prelude to one of his intense little conversations.

“Mom?” Ethan’s voice was unusually solemn.

I glanced up, meeting his inquisitive gaze. “Yes, sweetheart?”

“There was a man at the airport,” Ethan began, his tone holding a gravity that made me pause. “Who was he?”

I froze, my hands momentarily stilling in their task. “Which man, honey?”

“The man I bumped into,” Ethan replied, his eyes searching mine. “He looked a lot like me.”

The unexpected nature of his question caught me off guard. I struggled to maintain my composure, hoping to deflect his curiosity. “Oh, him? He wasn’t an important person.”

Ethan’s gaze sharpened, as if he were piecing together a puzzle “But he really did look like me. He seemed surprised when he saw us. Do you know him?”

could respond, Emma darted into the room, her cheeks flushed with excitement. “Mom, Ethan’s right! The

racing. I forced a calm smile, though I could feel the unease

with a depth that belied his age. “But Morn, it felt like more than a

nodded vigorously, her eyes wide. “Yeah, Morn!

last thing I wanted was to burden them with the complexities of their Father’s presence. I needed

“But he’s not someone who’s important to our lives

was of curiosity and concern, his young mind clearly not satisfied with the answer. “Are you sure

squeezed my hand, her innocent trust was obvious. “Yeah, Mom. Are you

could not fully disclose. “I’m sure. We don’t need to worry about him. Let’s focus on making this place feel like

eyes lingered on me, clearly unconvinced but willing to accept my reassurance for now. Emma’s eyes, though still

that the past was not just behind me–it was here, disrupting the fragile peace I had worked so hard to build. The man from the airport was not just a ghost from my past; he was a living, breathing

my composure, but beneath the surface, a storm was brewing. Ethan and Emma were still playing, their innocent chatter now punctuated by the occasional puzzled glance my way. Their curiosity about the man at the airport had opened a door I desperately wanted

time Ethan’s eyes locked onto mine, I was reminded of the man who had once been my husband–Alex.

10.18 PM

Chapter 6

against the odds and without his support. The betrayal still stung. The way Alex had discarded me, his remorseless decision to choose someone else over me,

I believed that continuing to keep Alex out of their lives was in their

anxiety. I knew Ethan was particularly sensitive and perceptive. His questions had already shown that he wasn’t easily

refocus. There was work to be done. I needed to ensure that our business expansion continued without interruption.