Semua Bab Dear Ex Wife, Please take me back: Bab 151 - Bab 160

ATHENA “So you're a doctor,” Hudson, Zayan’s father, says as a matter of factly while cutting into his steak like it personally offended him.“Yes, I am,” I respond, offering a polite smile.And then… nothing.I take a slow sip of water, praying someone fills the silence before I melt into the floor and become part of their expensive rug.His mother, dressed like she walked out of a country club catalog, gives me a once-over so sharp I almost check to see if I’m bleeding.Zayan, seated beside me, casually places a hand on my thigh under the table. It’s warm, grounding and probably the only thing keeping me from crawling out the window.“They say medicine is a noble profession,” Hudson continues.“They also say med students are clinically insane for choosing it,” I mutter, trying to laugh it off.He chuckles, thank God. “That’s true. My niece is a nurse and yet she still thinks caffeine counts as a meal.”“Relatable,” I say. “Some days, I think coffee has done more for me than therapy

ATHENA “I don't believe that shit for a second!” Isabelle holds her hip as she watches me brush my hair.“You look beautiful with your hair down.” A certain voice I shouldn't have in my head whispers, making my heart clench.“Not everything has to do with Alex, Izzy. I won a prize and took it.” I watch her through the mirror.She straightens and walks towards me. Still in scrubs and looking tired as hell. “You should rest.” “Nope. I have to see your dress and see your full look. Otherwise, I'll have a sleepless night.” She walks to the bag where the dress is.Noticing how silent it has been, I turn and find Isabelle standing with her mouth half open.“You don't like it?” I bite my lip.The women kept on recommending it to me, and I ended up convinced. “Girl, how much was this dress? I have no words for it. It's so gorgeous.” She carefully places it on the bed like she's holding something fragile.Then she takes her phone to take a picture of the dress. “What are you doing?” I lau

ALEXI don’t like anyone having an advantage over me, so I did some digging and found something interesting.Apparently, Arnold’s been walking around proud because he’s backed by Elias Quinn. They call him Elias’s second son. Since Iann doesn’t have siblings, I’m guessing Arnold was adopted in some unofficial way and groomed like a loyal dog to serve Quinn’s interests.His path has always been power. Politics, control, manipulation. But he’s a dumb fuck, using women and children as leverage. And that kind of filth? That just makes me sick.When I saw his name on the guest list, I told myself he’d be smart enough to keep his distance. But then I watched him approach my wife and I got flashbacks to one of my worst days. She met Arnold and Zayan on that day. If I could turn back the time, I would.Athena isn’t the same woman they remember. She’s fire now, sharp-tongued and fierce. I watched her threaten Luca with a straight face. Luca intimidates grown men and men of power so seeing t

ATHENA “Mummy you just have to come with Daddy. My friends will laugh at me!” Rayen holds onto my hand as he pouts.I sigh as I lift him in my arms and shower his cute face with kisses.“Baby, Daddy will be busy.” I lie.But he shakes his head.“No he won't. Daddy is never too busy for me. He comes to every school event. But can't you join him this year?” His eyes widen as he cups my cheeks in his tiny hands. “Please, Mummy? Just this once?”I hug him tighter, burying my face in his soft curls to hide the guilt clawing at my chest.If only he understood how complicated things really were between me and Alex. But how do I explain that to a three-year-old who still sees the world in black and white?“Sweetheart,” I whisper, brushing his hair back. “Mummy just… can’t.”His face falls. The pout returns, deeper this time, but it’s the sadness in his eyes that does me in.“You don’t love Daddy anymore? Is that why you won't let us stay together?” he asks quietly.My heart stops.I force a

ATHENA I sit at work as my head spins. I've tried to think of what would have caused Alex to say that, but I come back empty every single time.He wouldn't tell me what, and it's extremely frustrating!“Dr. Dawson? We have an urgent patient who needs surgery.” Nurse Mira says, and I nod. I put my phone back in my coat and rush to to the OR.Three hours later, I'm walking out, feeling like my bones are cracking. It's crazy how you think your body will get used only to be proven wrong over and over again. The fatigue never goes away. And the back pains only get worse. But none of that matters when you're doing something you love. As long as my patients get to live a healthy life again, I'm fine with feeling tired and having dark circles.“The surgery went well. We just need to keep an eye on him.” I say to the nurse who nods.“Yes doc. You really do have magic hands. Every patient you've worked on has lived.” She says with a smile.I smile back, but I can't help but get a strange fe