Semua Bab After Forgetting Me, My CEO Ex-husband Regrets: Bab 81 - Bab 90

(Adam)I picked up two vanilla cream lattes, Lydia’s favorite, and a box of donuts. I was going to her house. I wanted to spend today with Lydia because I knew how devastated she would be. It was the day of Thomas’s wedding. I had planned to take her and the kids to National Park and in the evening we could all watch a movie. The theaters were playing a new animated children’s film that I thought Mabel and Miles would love.Honestly, I didn’t even care much about the plan. What mattered was that I kept Lydia distracted today. I would not let her whine and whimper alone at home while her ex-husband married that charlatan of a woman.But when I arrived at Lydia’s house, I was surprised to find a third car parked outside. Who was here so early in the morning?I frowned, shut the car door behind me, and walked up to the main door.I rang the doorbell and Ruby opened it. I immediately heard the sounds of a woman wailing from somewhere on the right of the house.“Lydia?” I gasped, baffled.

(Lydia)I looked coldly at him. “What is it, Lydia?” he desperately asked.“What did you think you were doing,” I asked, “bringing my children up in front of the media?”Thomas looked at me, baffled, for a second.“Our children,” he insisted, “And what did I say that was wrong?!”I stepped up closer. “Do you realize, Mr. Lombardi,” I seethed, “How hard I have worked to ensure that they are brought up in a peaceful and drama-free environment?! I have wanted to shield them from this awful vortex of gossip and drama that is a definite part of your world!”“Lydia, they are my heir and heiress,” he said softly, “I want the whole world to know that. And I don’t think that there is anything wrong with clarifying this to the public.”“It is wrong!” I shrieked, “Do you not understand how they would feel if the paparazzi followed them around everywhere? For them to grow up being featured in gossip columns?! I may have borne all of that as your wife but I will never – NEVER – allow my children

(Lydia)“Well, how does it look?” I asked, walking into the living room. My cat heels clicked the marble floor. I twirled around in my dress. From the sofa at the center of the living room, Ruby’s jaw dropped.“Lyddie, you look so beautiful!” she exclaimed with a clap.“Thank you,” I said, blushing.I had selected an off-shoulder silver evening dress with an asymmetrical floral running down from one shoulder to under my other arm. I had tied my hair into a loose bun and picked some glittering hair clips.My hands and feet were manicured and nails painted over. Earlier this afternoon, Ruby had insisted that I go to the salon. I had left reluctantly and complained but when I had returned, I had laughed.Ruby had replaced wedding cans with glittering canvas flowers on pieces of strings to the back of my car. She had completed the décor with a sign.“What do you think?” she had asked me.“It’s too cheesy!” I had exclaimed, an ear to ear smile spread across my face.“Good!” Ruby had replie

(Thomas)I woke up in a hospital bed. There was a sharp pain thudding through my head. I glanced around the room. There was nobody there. I rang the bell for the nurse.She appeared with the doctor a minute later.“Oh good,” he said, “You’re awake. Mr. Lombardi, you’ve suffered a car accident. Luckily, besides some minor scratches, you are completely fine--”“Where’s my wife?” I interrupted him.The doctor drew in a deep breath and exhaled.“She is in the next room,” he said, “She shouldn’t have suffered any major injuries, but she is yet to gain consciousness.”I sprang out of bed. The doctor began to speak again but I did not want to hear it. “Take me to her!” I said.***Lydia lay in the hospital bed in the room next to mine. Her chest moved slowly as she breathed from the oxygen mask on her face. The door behind me swung open and Ruby and Adeline walked in.“How did we get here?” I asked them.“Somebody saw you two crash on the highway and called an ambulance,” she replied.“How l

(Thomas)When I had gotten my memories back, I had also gotten reminders of Sarah.My friends and I had been returning from a basketball match. When I had reached my dorm, I had been surprised to find Sarah standing outside.She had been smiling and waving at me. I had greeted her the same way that I had always done. Sarah had grabbed me by the arm and pulled me to a side.“What are you doing?” I had laughed, confused.“You went out with Lydia last night?” she asked disapprovingly.“Why?” I asked, patting my neck dry with a towel, “I thought the two of you were friends.”“Oh, come on, Thomas,” Sarah had rolled her eyes, “I was only trying to be nice to her!”I had frowned. “What do you mean?”“Thomas, she’s a trashy gold-digger from nowhere! It doesn’t make sense for you to go out with her!”What? I had thought. My face had hardened.But she had continued on. “You should be going out with someone from the same social class as yourself. This is too weird. People are making fun of you!”