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.

walked straight into

sure this will work? Chloe doesn't

not

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cheeks. "Trust me. Unless

Noah thought, clenching his jaw as he made up

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the door

sound of the door closing Her heart

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sitting alone to process the weight of what had just happened From outside the room, Wyatt

Wyatt said, his cute voice filtering through

to the door, and opened it.

which carried an oddly mature expression for

about what?" Chloe

prospects, of course,"

raised an eyebrow. Hearing such a statement from a five-year-old was

much like a meddling elder. Who's been teaching him this

the first person who came to mind. His

I want to talk about my dad," Wyatt said,

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

it. You and Daddy held hands, kissed, and slept together. That's how I

teach him this?'

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 say?" Chloe furrowed her brows

start understanding

has Noah been teaching Wyatt? Damn it!' Chloe

to me first. I

Chloe interrupted, not wanting to hear Wyatt say the words out

spending so much time with

what

Noah. He's just too untrustworthy You should

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

2/4-

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what am I even asking? Chloe thought, instantly regretting the

quickly pressed her lips together,

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

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

Wyatt tilted his head, his

misunderstand? Mommy, do you actually like

like Uncle Noah? Adult emotions are so complicated.

saying