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?”

her cheeks flushed with excitement. “Mom, Ethan’s right! The man at the airport–he looked

though I could feel the unease settling in my chest. “Sometimes

His eyes, so like his father’s, were searching mine with a depth that belied his age.

her eyes wide. “Yeah, Morn! Who is

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

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

concern, his young mind clearly not satisfied with the answer. “Are you sure he’s not

innocent trust was obvious. “Yeah,

sure. We don’t need to worry about him. Let’s focus on making this place feel like home. We have each other, and

clearly unconvinced but willing to accept my reassurance for now.

was here,

edge of the bed, the weight of my children’s questions pressed heavily upon me. I tried to maintain 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

eyes locked onto mine, I was reminded of the man who had once

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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, left scars that seemed to flare up with every reminder of his presence. Seeing him again was like opening a wound that had never fully healed.

had built for them–one of stability, love, and security. I believed that

knew Ethan was particularly sensitive and perceptive. His questions had already shown that he wasn’t easily placated, and if Alex’s presence became a recurring theme,

was work to be done. I needed to ensure that our business expansion continued without interruption. With a determined stride, I reached for