All Chapters of After Forgetting Me, My CEO Ex-husband Regrets: Chapter 121 - Chapter 130

(Lydia)Thomas jumped when he walked into the drawing room and saw me. “Lydia!” he exclaimed. His eyes widened. He pursed his lips. “Is it really you?” he said.I stood up and nodded.“Oh, baby,” he said, walking up to me. He threw his arms around me.“I’m so glad you came back to me, darling,” he said, “I thought you would never return.”I wrapped my arms tightly around Thomas, breathing in the comfort of his chest against my cheek. I closed my eyes and let myself stay in the moment.A tear slipped out of my eye.“Hey, honey,” said Thomas, “What’s wrong?”“I threw it all away, Thomas,” I said quietly.“Huh?” he said, “Threw what away? You’re right here with me.”I drew in a deep, shaky breath.“I messed up the movie, Thomas,” I said.He pulled back. He gazed into my eyes and cupped my face in his palms.“Who cares about a silly movie, Lydia?” he said.“It was the stepping stone of my career,” I mumbled, wrapping my arms around him again.“It doesn’t matter, baby,” Thomas breathed int

(Lydia)I took a deep breath to steady myself and took a look at myself in the mirror. My face was pale and beads of sweat were forming on my forehead. My stomach lurched horribly. This was going to be tough. But I opened the car door and walked towards the office.I was meeting with both Jonathan Nilson as well as Aaron Abrams. The latter was the director of the film and I was pretty sure that he, having seen how good I was in front of the camera, would consider still keeping me on the film.As I walked inside, I spotted at least twenty young women seated in the waiting area.These must be my potential replacements, I thought. I swallowed hard.“Come in,” said Abrams when the secretary told him that I was at the door.“Hello,” I said nervously, stepping in through the door.“Well?” said Abrams, looking up with his brows raised expectantly.“Sir, I’m terribly sorry about what happened yesterday,” I said, “And I assure you that nothing of this sort will ever happen again. Being a part

(Lydia)“It’s not just about the tabloids either,” I said to Mama, “It’s also that – I genuinely feel as though … as though … Thomas thinks that I’m lesser than him, somehow.”“Oh, honey,” Mama said, “Whatever makes you think that way?” She put the palm of her hand gently on my cheek and looked at me.“Because Margaret thinks that way!” I said, “And if Thomas could agree to marry Sarah because Margaret asked him to do so, then I need to work on becoming someone worthy and of note. That’s the only way that I’ll be able to fully integrate into their world!”“Thomas got engaged to Sarah,” Ruby countered, “Because she’s a spoiled rich kid!”. She tossed a peanut in her mouth from the tray in front of her.“That’s exactly my point!” I exclaimed, “Sarah would have never been able to snatch Thomas away from me if I had had any social standing in front of her. Margaret would have backed me, not her!”“For someone who claims to hate Thomas right now,” Ruby said, “You certainly sound like you w

(Lydia)The twins squealed in delight when I came to pick them up at the school. I met the principal at her office before I went to the children’s classroom.“Mabel and Miles are progressing wonderfully,” she said to me, “I've never failed to be amazed at how well they’re doing.”I beamed with pride. “Thank you so much,” I said.“It seems as though you’ve worked exceptionally hard on them,” she remarked, her eyes gleaming with admiration.I chuckled. “I try,” I said.Hearing the principal say this made me feel a little less horrible about how little time I’d been spending with the children lately.***“So,” I said, “Who’s up for a fun trip to the theme park?”. Mabel and Miles practically jumped up and down in their seats as they cheered. I got them McDonald’s through a drive-through and played their favorite nursery rhymes all the way to the park.***“Look, Mommy!” Mabel laughed at a Despicable Me! minion mascot. Miles began emulating a Buzz Lightyear robot. “Buzz Lightyear to the re

(Lydia)Things had been a bit awkward between Nathan and I for the first couple of weeks after I resumed working with him. As soon as the shots were cut, we would go our own separate ways. In all truth, I hadn’t been expecting this from Nathan. I had thought that, being the joyous, bubbly, and carefree person that he was, he would probably come up to me and tell me that the way that I had responded in that situation with Clara was hilarious.But he looked down and walked away. I startled a little but then shook my head and went my own separate way.“I’m sorry about how brutal the tabloids were at you about this whole thing,” Jane said.“It’s okay,” I sipped my coffee. We were sitting outside in the main area outside the studio.The grass was bright green and the sky shone and happy blue above us. But I didn’t feel that way. I missed my children. I missed … Thomas.***“Hey,” Nathan said when I approached the yoga room. A bunch of people were practicing inside it.“Hi,” I said, surpris