Dear ex-Wife please be mine again

Chapter 67

Christiana’s POV

wer Alex, and the door was wide open. There

My heart sank as I realized the situation we were in. I was p

practically sprawled over Alex, stood Ethan and Emma, eyes wide and full of curiosity.

“Mommy?” Ethan’s small voice broke the silence first. “Why are you lying on top of Daddy?”

I quickly scrambled off Alex, feeling my face flush a deep red. I couldn’t even find the words. Meanwhile, Alex sat up, trying. and failing to stifle a laugh. His eyes sparkled with amusement. Of course, he was enjoying this.

“…I just slipped, 1 stammered, my voice sounding shaky. “It’s nothing. I just tripped.”

Emma, my bright and ever–inquisitive daughter, tilted her head and raised an eyebrow in the most serious way a five–year- old could. “But why are you both on the floor? Did you fall together?”

Alex cleared his throat, but I could see he was still trying not to laugh. “Your mom isn’t feeling well, and I was just making sure she didn’t fall But… I guess we fell together.” He grinned at me, and I shot him a glare, willing him to stop making this

Worse

The kids, however, weren’t satisfied. Ethan looked up at Alex with his big eyes, full of mischief. “So, are you moving back in, Daddy? You’re in Mommy’s room.”

I nearly choked. “No! No, your dad is not- I began, but Emma cut me off, hands on her hips like she was about to give us a Jecture.

“Mommy, you’re wearing your underwear. Daddy’s in shorts. Did you play dress–up last night?”

I wanted to melt into the floor. How in the world did they come up with these things? Alex, of course, was loving every minute of this, and I could tell from the grin plastered on his face.

*Emma, sweetheart, Alex finally said, his voice smooth as ever, nothing like that happened. Mommy just wasn’t feeling great, and I stayed to help her. That’s it.”

The kids weren’t buying it. Ethan leaned in, whispering loudly. “But Mommy never lets anyone help her. Are you sure something didn’t happen?”

I shot a panicked look at Alex, hoping he would somehow wrap this up. But no, he was too busy enjoying the mess.

“Ethan,” I said, trying to regain control of the situation, “sometimes even Mommy needs help, okay? Daddy just helped me get home, and that’s it. Nothing more.”

Emma tapped her chin thoughtfully, like she was some sort of detective. “Then why does it smell like vomit in here?”

I groaned. Could this get any worse? “Because I was sick, okay?” admitted, my voice defeated. “I drank too much, and Daddy helped clean up. That’s why he’s here. That’s all.”

Both of the kids looked at each other, then back at me, like they still didn’t quite believe it. “Hmm…” Ethan mused. “Okay, Mommy. But it’s still kinda weird”

I let out

sigh of relief, finally untangling myself from Alex completely. “Yes, it is weird, okay? But now it’s time to go. You two go with Natmy and get ready for breakfast, okay?”

The nanny, who had been watching this whole ordeal in silence, finally stepped forward, trying to hold back a smile. “Come on, kids, let’s give your parents some space.”

As she ushered them away, I felt the

tension drain from my body. But before they left, Emma turned around, one last

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grin on her

maybe don’t play dress–up if you don’t want us to find

buried

die of

and dusting himself off. “They’re smart, I’ll give them that. But hey, at least they

I was too exhausted to argue. This was an absolute

really

drink that hangover soup,” he said, walking over to the tray and picking it up. “Then I’ll

hungover and too embarrassed to argue. Instead, I grabbed the spoon and

not how I imagined my morning. At

at Alex who was now leaning against the edge of the bed, scrolling through his phone like he had all the time in the world. His powerful presence made

concierge, attempting to sound normal, but my voice shook a little. “Yes, please make sure Mr. Alistair’s

end agreed without hesitation, and I hung up. I turned back to Alex, trying

arms over his chest. “In a

ham a look. “Aren’t you supposed to be running your empire

people for that. I’m right where

seriously, you can’t just hang around here. I have

an eyebrow. “I’m waiting for

regain control of the situation. He was always like this–acting

suddenly popped back into the conversation. Ethan stood on his tiptoes, peering at Alex Tuddy, why were you and

her eyes wide with curiosity. “Yeah! Did you trip

my cheeks Bush How was I supposed to explain that

kurk

Ethan’s hair. Mommy was just a little dizzy had to catch

fascinated

asing te a glance “Sometang like

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as he studied me closely. “Why do

shid, trying to redirect the conversation.

pointed out,

did you lose your clothes?” Ethan’s eyes widened as if that was the most

clearly enjoying this. “No, I didn’t lose them.

of the puke!

internally, feeling the embarrassment rise all over again. Alright,

his teasing, “It’s fine, Chris. They’re smart

to Alex, grinning like they were in on some big secret. ‘Are you staying for breakfast, Daddy?” Emma asked, tugging

quickly, shooting him a warning glance. “Daddy’s leaving

me a sideways look. “Actually, maybe I will stay. You

at him. exasperated. This man… he was impossible. The kids squealed in excitement, running off to the living room, probably to pester the nanny with all

up, that smug smile still playing on his lips. “You’re welcome, by the

arms, glaring. For what?

“For

respond, a knock came at the door, and

to stay is gone,” I said, trying to lighten the mood as I handed him