Semua Bab Regret of Her Ex-Husband: Bab 81 - Bab 90

CHARLOTTEI couldn't shake the feeling of unsettledness that settled on me since I had the dream, but Nathan was convinced that it was just that—a dream.I knew it was more than that.It was as though I had developed a sixth sense, and my mind was in turmoil as I tried to decipher what the dream meant.Who could mean us harm? We had dealt with all loose threads. Right?I considered the matter repeatedly, but when I could not reach a conclusion, I decided to forget about it.Like Nathan said, maybe that was all it was—a dream, nothing more.School resumed, and Charles came back home.We quickly settled into a routine with Nathan driving Charles to school in the mornings and sometimes leaving work to bring him back home in the afternoons.Charles had adapted quickly enough to having Nathan as a father, and I couldn't be more happy.I was on the sofa, reading a novel, when the door opened, and the duo walked in.Nathan was laughing at something Charles was saying, but immediately, my son

CHARLOTTEI held onto Nathan's hand on the drive home, guilt crashing into my chest.“I'm so sorry,” I whispered, and Nathan glanced questioningly at me before focusing on the road.“For?”“For…you know, the conflict.” I cleared my throat and continued, “It was my fault that you got into an argument. Both times. First with the waitress and then with the siblings. Especially the siblings,” I finished.I hated Julian's insults toward him, and my heart broke at how hateful those words were.Nathan squeezed my hand gently.“It's alright, baby. You have absolutely nothing to apologize for. That family is crazy, anyway,” his tone was light, with none of the lingering hardness or resentment I’d heard earlier.“What's the deal between Julian and Petty, by the way? They look nothing like siblings, and you called her an adopted princess,” I asked.My curiosity had gotten the best out of me, even though I knew I should not pry into other family matters.But it was Nathan, and I knew he would ind

CHARLOTTEAfter Leo left, I continued enjoying my time on the beach.I closed my eyes and was about to drift into a mild daydream when a piercing scream broke through my trance.I sat up, and my eyes scanned the beach. Someone was screaming.Terrified, I stood up.Whoever it was, whoever made that heart-wrenching sound, I needed to find them. I saw a group of people pointing toward the beach and followed their gaze.I saw a head bobbing in the water, searching for anything to avoid drowning.The person was a woman, as evidenced by her long hair. Before I could talk myself out of it, I jumped into the sea, pumping my hands as I swam to her.I soon got her and quickly dragged her out of the water. She was sobbing quietly with relief, and as I turned to face her, I realized something.The woman was beautiful.She looked so…breathtaking even as she bawled her eyes out, and something in my heart ached as I stared at her.Someone called my name, and I broke my gaze away from the woman to se

CHARLOTTENathan had gone to fetch drinks, and I was people-watching at the wedding lounge when Selina found me.“Charming as always, my dear,” she raised her glass of wine at me in a compliment, and I giggled. “Thank you, ma’am. You too.”She raised her eyebrows at me at the formality.“Come on now. Please don't go all formal on me. Call me Selina.”“If you insist,” I conceded. We stared at the people dancing and talking and said nothing for a while.While Selina might have approached me to chat, the silence between us was too heavy to dismiss. I knew she had something in mind.“So, if you don't mind me asking, who are your parents?”The question would have made me uncomfortable in the past, with my history and spending time in prison.But my time with Nathan had softened the edges, and while my husband would certainly not be happy about me opening up to this woman, I felt a certain kind of peace around Selina.She made me feel warm as if she might accept me for who I was.It was str

NATHANAs Charlotte brooded in the silence about her mother, I held her tight.“Why would she say all those…terrible words to me?” She muttered, her words vibrating against my chest.I stroked her hair.“I'm so sorry, my love.”“And why did you ask her to do a test? I don’t think she took it too well. Not that I cared, but—““I know this might sound ridiculous, Charlotte,” I cut in halfway, “but her greediness, the way she came all the way here to ask you for money blatantly, and her aggressiveness are not the traits of a mother. They are not the traits of someone who gave birth to you, love.”“What? What are you talking about?” Charlotte asked.“I don't think she's your real mother, love. Did you see how quickly she fled when I mentioned the DNA?” I asked softly, and raising her head from my chest, the wheels began to turn in her eyes.“You think she's not my biological mother?” she asked.I nodded slowly. “Because if she is, she won’t treat you like you mean nothing to her. She got