Revenge Of The Jilted Bride

Jilted Bride 218

Chapter 218

The living room was impeccably clean, with snacks and books neatly arranged. Noah had done a thorough job

Chloe had thought Noah's obsessive compulsive tendencies might have been cured by his amnesia.

"Dinner's ready," she said in her usual calm, emotionless tone.

"Mommy, let's kick Uncle Noah out today. How about we send him packing after he's had his fill?" Wyatt climbed onto a chair, looking at Chloe with earnest eyes.

Chloe paused, glancing at Noah. Did he do something to offend Wyatt? she wondered.

Although it annoyed her when Wyatt sided with Noah, this....

"Right now?" Chloe asked, hesitating.

"Yeah." Wyatt nodded seriously as if it were the most logical thing in the world.

"Hey! Boy! That's just too much. At least let me finish my meal first!" Noah exclaimed.

"Fine, you can eat first, but then you have to leave," Wyatt replied, giving Noah a quick, deliberate wink

Noah said nothing, instead diving into his food with unrestrained enthusiasm.

Throughout the meal, Chloe couldn't taste a thing. Her appetite was gone, leaving her feeling hollow.

"I'll wash the dishes for you before I go, Noah offered.

When he said that, Chloe felt a sinking sensation in her chest.

"No.

, you don't... you can just go. I can handle it myself," Chloe said, though her words seemed directed more at herself.

After all, she had been managing everything on her own for years.

"I'll do it." Noah insisted, taking the plate from her hands.

Chloe stood there, expressionless, watching as Noah moved around in the kitchen.

Her deep blue eyes misted over. It had only been ten minutes, yet it felt longer than a century.

"Guess I'll head out then," Noah said, wiping his slender fingers with a napkin.

The callouses on his fingertips and palms were faint but unmistakable.

Chloe could still picture the way he looked holding a gun.

"Go," Chloe said, turning her head away to avoid looking at him any longer.

straight into her bedroom

quickly crouched down beside Wyatt. "Wyatt, are you sure this will work? Chloe doesn't

not

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puffed out his chubby cheeks. "Trust

right, Noah thought, clenching his jaw

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opened the

of the door closing

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the one who drove him away. I pushed him away again, Chloe thought, sitting alone to process the weight of what had

let's have a talk," Wyatt said, his cute voice filtering through

composed herself, walked to the door, and opened it. She crouched down to look directly into Wyatt's plump

oddly mature expression for

what?"

prospects, of course," Wyatt

raised an eyebrow. Hearing such a statement from a five-year-old was nothing

so much like a meddling elder. Who's been

came to mind. His influence on Wyatt was

a three-year-old anymore. I want to talk about my dad," Wyatt said, his words landing like a heavy

his years. "I know that for me to be born, there must have been a dad

Daddy held hands, kissed, and slept together. That's how I came into

Noah. Did he teach him this?' Chloe thought, frustration

kind of person my dad is. What matters is you, Mommy. You've worked so hard raising me all on your own. Don't you think it's time you found a husband?" Wyatt asked earnestly. "What did you

start understanding these topics?

Noah been teaching Wyatt?

to me first. I think Uncle Noah... Wyatt

think about it. No thinking like that," Chloe interrupted, not wanting

had been spending so

exactly what Wyatt

don't pick someone like Uncle Noah. He's just too untrustworthy You should look for someone like

to tell me? You

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what am I even asking? Chloe thought, instantly

her lips together, trying

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to be my dad. But I don't agree with

you and wants to be my dad, but I don't think you like him, so

Wyatt tilted his head,

I misunderstand? Mommy, do you actually like Uncle

Mommy like Uncle Noah? Adult emotions are so complicated.

Stop saying nonsense." Chloe quickly