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?

teased, my heart swelling at their

couch under a blanket fort. Ethan rested against me, his eyelids drooping, while Emma lay with her

mumbled, his voice thick

sweetheart?” I whispered, stroking his

we do this again

kissed his forehead. “Of

breathing filled the room, my thoughts grew heavy. Earlier today, I had seen Bianca in the hotel

glowing in the dim light. A protective fire ignited

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planning, I wouldn’t let her

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

answer.

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his sharp suit and chiseled features

pulling me into his

I whispered against his chest,

his voice low. “You and the kids mean everything to me. And after today…” He trailed off when

back slightly, searching his

his jaw tightening. “Bianca’s

He knew just

I saw her

grip on my waist tightened protectively. “Then we need to talk. About keeping

determined eyes, I

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

at the boutique today,” I

me, his expression darkening.

didn’t expect to see her,” I continued, gripping his hand as I spoke. “I was at

my hand tightened,

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