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CHAPTER 59: THE ART ROOM
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2026-10-29 13:15:19
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My Ex's Uncle Is My Husband Now CHAPTER 76: THE LADY AT THE GATE
For a long moment, nobody said anything.We stood there on the hospital steps in the sunshine. The men on the ladders were still working above us. A drill was buzzing. A white curtain was moving in the window on the fourth floor. Everything looked so normal. People were walking past with flowers and balloons and cups of coffee.But Catherine's face had gone gray."What does she mean?" Damien asked her quietly. "Something you do not know about the fire. What does she mean?"Catherine did not answer. She was holding on to the metal rail of the steps with both hands, as if she might fall."Mom," said Damien.It was the first time he had called her that out loud. I saw it hit her. She closed her eyes for a second. Then she opened them, and she looked very old and very tired."I do not know," she said. "I swear to you, I do not know what she means. I have only met Celia once in my life.""When?"She did not answer that either.Grant came up the steps from the car with his phone in his hand
My Ex's Uncle Is My Husband Now CHAPTER 75: THE SAME HOSPITAL
Nobody said anything for a moment.I lay there on the paper sheet with the cold gel still on my skin. Dr. Park had wiped most of it away, but some was still there, sticky and wet. I could not move. I could not think. I only stared at the dark screen where my baby had just waved at us."What did you see?" Damien asked. His voice was quiet and very steady. Too steady. I knew that voice. It was the voice he used when he was holding something in with both hands.Dr. Park pulled her chair closer to the bed. She did not stand over us. She sat down at our level, the way a good doctor does."I measured a small space at the back of the baby's neck," she said. "There is a little fluid there. All babies have some. It is normal. But in your baby, the space is a little bit bigger than I like to see.""How much bigger?" said Damien."A little. Not a lot." She held up her thumb and finger, very close together. "This is not bad news. I want you to hear that first. It is not bad news. It is a reason t
My Ex's Uncle Is My Husband Now CHAPTER 74: WAITING
Damien let go of his mother's hand.He did not do it roughly. He did it very slowly, like a man putting down a cup he was afraid to drop. Then he stood up. The chair scraped on the wooden floor. He did not look at me. He did not look at Catherine. He only turned, walked to the blue door, and went outside.The little bell rang behind him.Catherine put her hands over her face. "Oh, no," she whispered. "Oh, no. What have I done? I should not have said it. Not today. Not like this.""No," I said. My voice was shaking, but I made myself say it. "You were right to say it. We needed to know.""He hates me now.""He does not hate you." I stood up. My legs felt weak. "He is afraid. That is different. Please stay here. I will go to him."She nodded through her fingers.I went out into the cold wind. For a second, I could not see him. Then I did. He was standing at the end of the harbor, on the old stone wall, with his back to the village. The sea was gray and moving. The wind was pulling at hi
My Ex's Uncle Is My Husband Now CHAPTER 73: TOAST IN SQUARES
For a moment, the whole world stopped.I could hear the sea outside. I could hear the seagulls. I could hear the little clock on the wall of the tea shop going tick, tick, tick. But nobody moved. Not me. Not Catherine. Not the tall man standing on the other side of the glass.He was supposed to be in the car. He had promised.But I looked at his face through the window, and I was not angry. Not even a little. His eyes were red. His hands were shaking at his sides. He looked like a man who had tried very hard to stay where he was told, and could not.Catherine stood beside the table with her hand pressed flat against her chest. The broken teacup lay in pieces at her feet. She did not look down at it. She did not look at me. She only looked at him."Damien," she whispered.He could not hear her through the glass. But I saw his lips move. I saw him say one word.*Mom.*Then he turned and walked to the blue door.The bell rang. The door opened. The cold wind came in, with the smell of sal
My Ex's Uncle Is My Husband Now CHAPTER 72: THE WOMAN BY THE SEA
I stood there by the car with the phone still at my ear. The line was dead. There was only silence now. No breathing. No waves.My hand was shaking."Lila." Damien's voice was very quiet. "Who was that?"I lowered the phone slowly. I looked at him. His face was pale and tired, and the little white card was still pressed against his chest. *For my little girl.*She had begged me. *Please, do not tell him I called.*But two nights ago, in the kitchen, I had made a promise to myself. I would never do what Robert did. I would never hide the truth from Damien to protect him. Not even for a day. Not even if someone begged me."It was her," I said.He did not move."It was a woman," I said. "An older woman. I could hear the sea behind her. She said she got my number from the people who rent her cottage. She said she found my drawing in the box." I swallowed. "Damien, I think it was your mother."He opened his mouth. Nothing came out."She was crying," I said softly. "She asked me not to tell
My Ex's Uncle Is My Husband Now CHAPTER 71: PURPLE FLOWERS
For a long moment, nobody moved.The wind blew through the empty window and made the little purple flower shiver on the sill. I stared at it. It was so small. So fresh. Its petals were soft and bright, and there was still a tiny drop of water on one of them.Someone had stood in this room today. Maybe only a few hours ago.Damien walked to the window very slowly, like a man walking on ice. He reached out and picked up the flower. He held it between two fingers and looked at it for a long time."Who would know?" he whispered. "Who would know about the asters?"I did not answer. I did not know.Grant was already moving. He took the flashlight from my hand and shone it all around the room. Into the corners. Along the walls. Down at the floor. He crouched next to the footprint and looked at it closely, the way a doctor looks at a cut."A woman's shoe," he said. "Small. Size six, maybe seven. A thin heel." He touched the dust next to it with one finger. "This is new. Today. If it were olde
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