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

Wyatt. "Wyatt, are you sure this will work?

not

-

"Trust me. Unless

right, Noah thought, clenching his jaw as

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opened the door

Chloe heard the sound of the door

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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 the door with

herself, walked to the door, and opened it.

an oddly mature expression for

about what?"

of

such a statement from a five-year-old

tone is so much like a meddling elder. Who's been teaching him this stuff?'

person who came to mind.

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

speaking with the solemnity of someone far older than his years. "I know that for me to be born, there must have been a

and Daddy held hands, kissed, and slept

him this?' Chloe

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.

understanding these

earth has Noah been teaching Wyatt? Damn it!' Chloe cursed

to me first. I think Uncle Noah...

No thinking like that," Chloe interrupted, not wanting to hear Wyatt say

spending

exactly what

like Uncle Noah. He's just too untrustworthy

me? You don't like Uncle Noah? Chloe

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what am I even asking? Chloe thought, instantly regretting

her lips together, trying to

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

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

Chloe silent, Wyatt tilted his

you actually

Mommy like Uncle Noah? Adult emotions

Stop saying nonsense."