Dear ex-Wife please be mine again

Chapter 54

Christiana’s POV.

“Daniel?” I asked, my voice tinged with confusion. “What are you doing here?”

He smiled, that disarming, confident smile he always wore, and held up the bag of food. “I figured you might’ve been working yourself into exhaustion and probably skipped dinner.”

I blinked, momentarily stunned. He was right–I hadn’t eaten, not properly at least. But still, I wasn’t expecting this.

“You… didn’t have to,” I replied, stepping aside so he could come in. “I’m fine. Really.”

“You say that all the time, but we both know it’s not true,” Daniel said, walking into the room like he belonged there. He set the bag down on the small dining table and began unpacking containers of food. The scent of freshly cooked meals filled the room, and I realized just how hungry I actually was.

I crossed my arms, watching him with a mixture of amusement and exasperation. “You didn’t have to go through the trouble. 1 could’ve ordered room service if I needed to.”

Daniel waved his hand dismissively, flashing me a teasing grin. “Room service doesn’t care if you’ve eaten or not. I do.”

I opened my mouth to protest but stopped. He wasn’t wrong, and I was too tired to argue. Instead, I watched him as he set out the food–some kind of pasta dish, salad, and a few sides. It all looked delicious, and my stomach growled in response.

“See? Even your stomach agrees with me,” he teased, pulling out a chair and gesturing for me to sit.

Reluctantly, I sat down, still a little stunned by his unexpected visit. “You didn’t have to worry about me, Daniel,” I said softly, though the smell of the food was making it hard to concentrate on anything else.

“I don’t mind,” he replied, sitting down across from me. His eyes softened as he looked at me, the concern evident in his gaze, “You’ve been through a lot, Christiana. It’s okay to let someone take care of you for once.”

strange knot form in my chest. I wasn’t used to this–someone caring so openly, Alex had never been this way. Not like Daniel And while I appreciated his thoughtfulness, a part

table and handed me a fork, his voice gentle. “Eat. You’ll feel

a moment before digging into the food. The first bite of the pasta melted in my mouth, the rich flavors bringing a sense

with quiet amusement as I continued eating. “Told you,” he said, leaning back in his chair. “You work too

I replied between bites.

“But you don’t have to do it

tenderness in his voice that made me pause. I glanced up at him, feeling the weight of his words settle over me. He was always like this–calm, steady, and so

you,” I said quietly, not just for the food, but for

over to gently brush a strand of hair from my face. “You don’t have to thank me for

felt my heart skip a beat. I quickly looked away, focusing on the food in

he said suddenly, picking up a forkful of salad and holding it out to me. “You need

eyebrow, surprised by his playful tone. “I can feed myself,

you can,” he replied, his grin

help the small smile that tugged at the corners of my

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his fork. The salad was fresh and crisp, but the gesture… it

“See? Not

shook my head, putting my fork down. “You don’t have to baby me, you

with an intensity that made my breath catch.

a softness that made my heart race. Before I could say anything else, he leaned in even