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.

speaking, she walked straight into her

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

not

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his chubby cheeks. "Trust me.

clenching his jaw as he made up

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opened the door

the sound of the door closing Her

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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 From outside the room, Wyatt

voice filtering through the

it. She crouched down to look directly into Wyatt's plump

oddly mature expression

what?" Chloe

prospects, of

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

like a meddling elder. Who's been

was the first person who came to mind. His influence on Wyatt was

anymore. I want to talk about my dad," Wyatt said, his words landing like

took her hand, speaking with the solemnity of someone far older than his years. "I know that for me to

kissed, and slept together. That's

him

raising me all on your

understanding

teaching

first. I

like that," Chloe interrupted,

spending so

what Wyatt

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

you wanted to tell me? You don't like Uncle Noah? Chloe cleared

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I even asking? Chloe thought, instantly

lips together,

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

dad, but I don't think you

silent, Wyatt tilted his head, his thick brows knitting

misunderstand? Mommy, do you actually

Uncle Noah? Adult emotions are

saying nonsense."