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CHAPTER 52: BURNING PASSION & LINGERING DOUBT
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The Wife He Loves to Hate Chapter 127: A Different Kind of Partnership
I eventually turned off my phone.“Can we start again?”Liam looked at me cautiously. “How?”“By talking about Charlotte without either of us assuming the other is trying to take something away.”He was quiet for a moment before pulling out a chair at the kitchen table.“Okay.”I sat opposite him.For a few seconds, we looked at each other across the table, neither of us quite certain where to begin.Finally, Liam asked, “What do you think she needs on Friday?”The question was simple.But the way he asked it made my chest ache.He wasn’t asking what I thought he should do. He wasn’t asking why I didn’t trust his judgment.He was asking what I thought Charlotte needed.“I think she needs to know that going back doesn’t mean she has to prove anything,” I said. “She can enjoy the art club without turning it into a test of whether she’s brave enough.”Liam nodded slowly.“That’s fair.”“And I think she should know she can tell us if something happens. Not because we’ll rush in and fix it
The Wife He Loves to Hate Chapter 126: The Mother Who Wasn’t There
Liam looked at her for a long moment. There were so many things he could have said. He could have reminded her that he had spent years learning how Charlotte took her tea, which bedtime stories she requested when she was frightened, and which stuffed rabbit she needed beside her pillow when she was sick. He could have told her about the mornings when Charlotte refused to let him leave for work until he promised to come home before dinner. About the nights she had cried because she missed him, even when he was only downstairs finishing a phone call. He could have listed every little thing he knew. Instead, he said, “What do you actually know about her, Abby?” The question silenced her. Liam seemed to hear the cruelty in it only after it had left his mouth, but he didn’t take it back. “What do you know about what makes her feel safe? What she does when she’s upset but doesn’t want anyone to notice? What she needs when she’s had a bad day?” Abigail’s fingers curled against the e
The Wife He Loves to Hate Chapter 124: Always and Always
We stayed in the kitchen for a while, talking more calmly about what had happened at the presentation. Liam told me about the first time Charlotte had fallen off her bicycle. She had scraped her knee, cried until she could barely catch her breath, and refused to get back on it. He had wanted to put the bicycle away. Instead, after she calmed down, he had asked whether she wanted to try again. “She did,” he said. “Eventually.” I smiled. “See? You already know how to do this.” He shook his head. “That was different.” “How?” “She was little. She didn’t understand the consequences. I could hold the bicycle while she learned.” “And now?” He looked toward the staircase. “Now she wants to do everything herself.” There was a mixture of pride and sadness in his voice. I touched his cheek. “She’ll still need you.” “I know.” “But she also needs to discover what she can do without you holding the bicycle.” Liam gave a reluctant smile. “You make it sound a
The Wife He Loves to Hate Chapter 123: The Argument We Had to Have
That evening, after Charlotte had gone upstairs to get ready for bed, I found Liam standing in the kitchen. He was pouring himself a glass of water, his expression thoughtful. “How was your afternoon with her?” he asked. “Good.” I hesitated. “We talked about the art group.” He set the glass down. “And?” “She misses making things with the other children. She liked preparing the garden model. She liked explaining what she’d learned.” Liam nodded, but his expression remained guarded. “I’m glad she enjoyed part of it.” “Lee, I think we should let her decide whether she wants to join the group.” He leaned against the counter. “I haven’t told her she can’t.” “No, but you told her she didn’t have to. And I think she heard that as permission to avoid something she’s afraid of.” “Abby, she is seven years old.” “I know how old our daughter is.” My voice came out sharper than I intended. Liam’s eyebrows rose slightly. I took a breath. “I’m not saying she should be forced to
The Wife He Loves to Hate Chapter 122: The Things a Father Remembers
Later that morning, I found Liam in the living room with Charlotte. She was sitting beside him on the sofa, her legs tucked beneath her, while he helped her assemble a puzzle. The pieces were spread across the coffee table, and a picture of a colorful underwater world was slowly taking shape. Charlotte looked more relaxed than she had at breakfast. Every now and then, she would show Liam a piece she had found, and he would praise her for noticing where it belonged. I stood near the doorway, watching them. “Daddy, this one goes here.” “Are you sure?” Charlotte nodded confidently. Liam placed the piece where she had indicated. It fit perfectly. “Excellent work.” She beamed. I smiled despite myself. There was something beautiful about the way Liam interacted with our daughter. He never seemed to run out of patience when she asked questions. He remembered the little details that made her feel safe, and he knew how to encourage her without making her feel as though she were b
The Wife He Loves to Hate Chapter 121: Daddy’s Little Girl
By Sunday morning, Liam had already made a decision about Charlotte’s upcoming school activities. He hadn’t announced it formally, of course. Liam Montgomery rarely needed to announce anything to make it clear that he had reached a conclusion. He simply moved through the morning with the quiet efficiency of a man who believed he had found the most practical solution to a problem. Unfortunately, his solution involved removing the problem altogether. “Charlotte won’t be joining the art group next month,” he said, spreading butter over a piece of toast. I looked up from my coffee. “Excuse me?” He glanced at me. “The group project. Mrs. Anderson said participation was optional. After what happened at the presentation, I think it’s better if Charlotte takes a break.” Across the table, Charlotte stopped eating. I noticed immediately. She lowered her eyes to her plate and began cutting her scrambled eggs into smaller pieces. “Daddy,” she murmured, “I didn’t say I didn’t want to d
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