Dear ex-Wife please be mine again

Chapter 149

Christiana’s POV.

I sat cross–legged on the plush carpet of the hotel suite, scattered crayons, coloring books, and blocks forming a chaotic yet beautiful mess around me. Ethan was beside me, deeply focused on coloring in a lion, while Emma was stacking blocks with the kind of concentration that could rival an architect.

“Mommy, look!” Ethan’s voice broke through the quiet hum of our activity. He held up his coloring book, pride lighting up his face. His lion had a bright green mane, a purple body, and orange paws.

I chuckled, reaching out to ruffle his soft curls. “That’s the most creative lion I’ve ever seen. A magical jungle king.”

“Can we see a real jungle sometime later?” Ethan asked, his eyes wide with wonder.

“Maybe,” I replied with a smile. “But I don’t think we’ll find green–maned lions there.”

Emma giggled, glancing up from her growing tower. “Ethan’s lion looks so funny!”

“It’s not funny!” Ethan protested, his little brows knitting into a mock scowl.

“Hey,” I interjected, lifting my hands. “No teasing, Emma. Your brother’s lion is unique. That’s what makes it special.”

Emma pouted briefly before breaking into a laugh. “Okay, okay. But my tower’s gonna be taller than Ethan’s lion!”

Igrinned. “Let’s see if it can outgrow Mount Everest.”

As their chatter and giggles filled the room, I leaned back for a moment, just watching them. Their joy was contagious, their innocence untouched by the worries that had consumed me lately. Guilt tugged at me; work had taken too much of my time.

“Kids,” I said softly, drawing their attention. “I know I’ve been busy. Too busy. But today, I’m all yours. No work, no phone calls. Just us.”

“Really, Mommy?” Ethan’s face lit up

like a Christmas tree.

“Really,” I said, squeezing his tiny hand.

Emma clapped her hands. “Yay! Does this mean ice cream later?

I teased, my heart swelling at

As the sun went down, we curled up on the couch under a blanket

his voice thick

whispered, stroking his

do this

his forehead. “Of

soft breathing filled the room, my thoughts grew heavy. Earlier today, I had seen Bianca in the hotel lobby. Her sharp, accessing gaze sent shivers down my spine. I didn’t

innocent faces glowing in the dim light.

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planning, I wouldn’t

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at the door, snapping me out of my thoughts. I gently laid the kids on the couch

answer.

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ever, his sharp suit and chiseled features making

stepping inside and pulling me into

against his chest,

to,” he murmured, his voice low. “You and the kids mean everything to me. And after today…” He trailed off when he noticed how I was

slightly, searching his face.

hesitated, his jaw tightening. “Bianca’s

sank. He knew just from one

I saw her earlier,”

we need to talk. About keeping

his determined eyes,

my shoulders, I hesitated before speaking. The memory of earlier that day still remained, raw and unsettling. The kids were sound asleep in the bedroom now, their soft breaths audible in the quiet of the suite, but my own unease hadn’t

at the boutique today,” I finally

head snapped toward me,

“I was at Elite picking up a dress for the gala, and as

on my hand tightened, his jaw

voice growing steadier as I recounted the moment. “She pushed past me, Alex. Shoulder to shoulder. Hard. Like I