Dear ex-Wife please be mine again

Chapter 164

Ethan’s POV

The car hummed softly as we drove, but something about the ride didn’t feel right. I sat in the back seat with Emma, holding a cookie Daniel gave us. I stared at it for a moment, then glanced at Daniel in the front. His hands gripped the steering wheel so tight I could see his knuckles turn white.

“Go on, Ethan,” Daniel said, his voice too nice. “Eat the cookie, Is good, I promise.”

I looked at Emma, and she looked at me. She was already nibbling on hers, and I didn’t want to seem rude, so I took a small bite. It was sweet, but something about it tasted… funny. Not bad just… weird.

Daniel looked at us in the rearview mirror and smiled, but it wasn’t like his usual smiles when he came to see Mom. This one looked… forced, like he didn’t mean it. “See? Tasty, right? You kids like juice? I got some for you, too.”

He passed two small juice boxes back to us. Emma grabbed hers right away, but I hesitated. Mom always said not to take things from people without her knowing. But Daniel was Mom’s friend, right? He wouldn’t do anything bad… would he?

“Drink up,” he urged again. His voice sounded kind but also a little sharp, like he was in a hurry.

I poked the straw into the box and took a sip. It was cold and fruity, but as I drank more, my tummy felt funny. I put the juice down and asked, “Are we almost at Mom’s?”

Daniel’s smile flickered for a second, and his eyes darted to the mirror again. “Soon, buddy. Just sit tight.”

Emma piped up next to me, her hands clutching her cookie. “Will Daddy be there, too?” she asked, her voice all excited.

Daniel didn’t answer right away. He kept driving, staring at the road like he didn’t hear her. I could see his jaw clenching. Emma frowned and leaned back in her seat, looking at me like she didn’t understand either.

but my head started feeling funny. Heavy. My eyes blinked slow, and my body felt… floaty, like when Mom used to rock us to

turned to Emma.

tired?”

the juice is making me sleepy,” she said, her voice quiet. She laid her head on my shoulder and

hold on a little longer, Ethan,” he said softly. “You’ll see

better. Something wasn’t right. I blinked and tried to sit up straight, but my arms felt- heavy. My eyes

sleep so fast? That was the last thing I thought before everything went

Daniel’s POV.

head lolled against Emma’s shoulder. She was slumped against the car door, her small hand still clutching the crumpled juice box. Both

Finally.

my shoulders easing for the first

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its job. The cookies and juice worked like a

from Ethan. That boy had been staring at me

we get to Mom?” he’d asked, his voice small but

I’d replied, keeping my

Emma had chimed in with her

wheel so tight my knuckles turned white. And when their little eyes had started to droop, I’d

to the road. It wasn’t guilt–no, guilt had no place here. This was