All Chapters of After Forgetting Me, My CEO Ex-husband Regrets: Chapter 91 - Chapter 100

(Lydia)Thomas and I were back together … or so I had thought. The truth was that I did not exactly know where we stood. Once or twice, he had given me a small peck on the cheek or forehead.But it did not matter to me. I was physically drained and still recovering from the accident. It did not make sense to fixate too much on our relationship right now.I simply loved having him around. His presence had always inspired a sense of peace inside me. And that is exactly what it had been doing for all of these past few days. He visited me every single day.We would talk, eat, and watch television. He would read to me and play with the children. And that had been enough for me.But when I had seen Sarah’s name on his phone, a pit had formed in my stomach. Were they still in touch? Why had he not cut off contact with her yet?“She threatened my children,” I told him, “Back when she was still at the hospital. The day I ran into the two of you, you went back inside for a few minutes and left

(Thomas)I was driving over to the car mechanic. I had given him Lydia’s car a couple of weeks ago and he had called me today and told me that it was ready.“What’s wrong with it?” I had asked him when I handed it in, “The fuel tank light went on barely thirty minutes into the drive. It made no sense at all. We had gas.”The mechanic, Gustav, an old friend of mine, had leaned in and said, “Have you made any enemies recently, Mr. Lombardi?”I had scratched my head. “No?” I had said, “I don’t think so. Why?”“Well, someone damaged the gasoline pipe. It was clearly struck down on with great force, and not at an angle where it could have happened by accident.”I had gone pale. “Are you sure?” I had asked.“I’m positive, Mr. Lombardi,” he had said, “With my twenty years working with cars, I know when damage is intentional.”“Well, fix it up,” I had said. Gustav had nodded and gotten to work.***Now, as I thought about it, I had a horrible gut feeling that it was Sarah who had been behind

(Lydia)I placed my fingers on his lips, feeling his warm breath running through my hand.“Not yet,” I said to Thomas.“Why not?” he asked, wrapping his arms around me and tugging me closer.Every single atom in my body wanted to give in. I shut my eyes, embraced the feeling, and then looked up at him.“Because we still haven’t completed our new first date,” I said. There was a twinkle in my eye. I was giddy with happiness. And I had already forgiven him. After all, losing his memory had not been his fault. But that did not mean that I was going to make the journey back to me as simple as crossing the street.He needed to work hard for it and make up for everything that I had been through.“When do you want to do it?” Thomas said, “The first date?”I smiled and then looked back down at my cup of ice-cream. I scooped up a spoonful and put it in my mouth,I let the moment stretch out between us.“When I get well enough to resume work,” I said, “we can go out.”“And when is that?” Thomas

(Lydia)It felt good to finally return to the theater. Everyone was so happy that I was back.“I’ve been practicing on my own while you were gone,” said Steve. He was very excited about Pride and Prejudice.I took a sip of my coffee and sat down with him in the lobby, discussing the script as well as some annotations that I had made. Steve had the kind of raw talent and inherent understanding of acting and theater that allowed me to talk to him about these things.It felt nice to be able to converse with a mentee about innovations that we could make in our characters in order to make them both blend in perfectly with the traditional character of the play while appearing fresh and modern.In a few minutes, Steve was joined by a young girl and a young boy.“Hello,” they said politely to me and sat down.“Hey,” I smiled back.“Lydia, these are Mary and George,” Steve said, “They’re new.”“Ah, that’s wonderful!” I exclaimed, pleased to see that I would be working with new people upon my r

(Jack)I was overjoyed these days. Ruby was beautiful, smart, sweet, gentle, and kind. And things just worked naturally between us.I wanted to pop the question but I was a little apprehensive of what Mama would say. And, besides, I had wasted so many years partying and flirting around the world on my adventures that, perhaps, now it was time to double down on my work.I had originally not wanted to be a businessman. That had always been Thomas’s dream.I had, instead, been interested in driving race cars.But my life was just naturally moving towards passion and my heart’s desires now.And, last night, when Ruby had been lying in my arms, I had talked to her about it.“What’s on your mind?” she had murmured, looking up at me.“It’s just…” I had said to her, “I see how passionate you are about your art and your work and you design such beautiful clothes. I’ve always been good at my work but it has never really felt as deeply satisfying as it should.”“And what feels satisfying to you?