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

are you sure this will work? Chloe doesn't seem

not

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chubby cheeks. "Trust me. Unless you've got a

Noah thought, clenching his jaw

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opened the

Chloe heard the sound of the door closing Her heart

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again, Chloe thought, sitting alone to process the weight of what had just

his cute voice filtering through

it. She

oddly mature expression

what?"

prospects, of

such a statement from a five-year-old

meddling elder. Who's been teaching him this stuff?'

to mind.

anymore. I want to talk about my dad," Wyatt said, his words landing like a heavy blow on Chloe's

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

get it. You and Daddy held hands, kissed, and slept

Did he teach him

you, Mommy. You've worked so hard raising me all on your own. Don't you think it's time you found a husband?"

understanding these

has Noah been teaching Wyatt? Damn it!'

to me first. I think

interrupted, not wanting to hear Wyatt say the words

spending so much time with

what

someone like Uncle Noah. He's just too untrustworthy You should look for someone like Ken Wyatt

this what you wanted to tell me? You don't like

2/4-

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am I even asking? Chloe thought, instantly

pressed her lips

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my dad. But I don't agree with that. I want to think about your happiness" "What?" Chloe's heart skipped

but I don't think you like him, so I'm thinking about

Chloe silent, Wyatt tilted his head, his thick brows knitting

I misunderstand? Mommy, do you actually

Mommy like Uncle Noah? Adult

don't! Stop saying