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.

into her bedroom without

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

not

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puffed out his chubby cheeks. "Trust me. Unless

Noah thought, clenching his jaw as he made up his

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opened the

of the door closing

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

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

door, and opened it. She crouched down

oddly mature expression

what?" Chloe

prospects, of

statement from

so much like a meddling elder. Who's

came to mind. His influence on

I want to talk about my dad," Wyatt said, his words landing like a heavy blow on

with the solemnity of someone far older than his years. "I know that

Daddy held hands, kissed, and

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

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? Chloe

teaching Wyatt? Damn

to me first. I think

Chloe interrupted, not wanting to hear

had been spending so much time with

exactly what Wyatt

say it. Mommy, if you find a husband, just don't pick someone like Uncle Noah. He's just

tell me? You don't like Uncle Noah? Chloe

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what am I even asking?

pressed her lips together, trying

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deeply. "I don't like him because he said he likes you and wants to be my dad. But I

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

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

do you actually like Uncle

Adult emotions

Stop saying nonsense."