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 bedroom

crouched down 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 you've got

Noah thought, clenching his jaw as he made

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opened the door

Chloe heard the sound of the door

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him away. I pushed him away again, Chloe thought, sitting alone to process the weight of

cute voice filtering through the door with an unexpectedly gentlemanly

composed herself, walked to the door, and opened it. She crouched

carried an oddly mature expression for

about what?" Chloe

of course,"

raised an eyebrow. Hearing such a statement from

much like a meddling elder. Who's been teaching

was the first person who came to

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

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

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

Did he teach him this?' Chloe

hard raising me all on your own. Don't you

did Wyatt start understanding these

on earth has Noah been teaching Wyatt? Damn it!'

me first. I think Uncle Noah... Wyatt

like that," Chloe interrupted, not wanting to hear Wyatt

spending so much time

what

it. Mommy, if you find a husband, just don't pick someone like Uncle Noah. He's just too untrustworthy You should look for someone like Ken Wyatt

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

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my God, what am I even asking? Chloe thought,

pressed her lips together, trying

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think 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

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

Wyatt tilted his head, his thick brows knitting

Mommy, do you actually like Uncle Noah?" he

Uncle Noah? Adult emotions are so complicated. Wyatt

don't! Stop saying nonsense." Chloe quickly