All Chapters of My Ex-Husband Wants Me Back After Two Years Of Divorce : Chapter 81 - Chapter 90

“Stop looking at me like that, Nikki. I’m not going to take your man,” she teased, and my face heated up.My man? Since when had Rowan become my man? How could he be my man when we weren’t dating?“Mom—” she cut me off with a wave of her hand.“Oh, shush. You won’t admit it now, but I know Rowan is perfect for you. I’m not asking you to force yourself to love him, Nikki, but you should at least give him a chance. I see the way he looks at you; it’s the same way Theo looks at me—like a man in love.” I bit my inner cheek but didn’t respond to her claims.She let out a sigh and shook her head. “I think I’m getting a little emotional. Now, please tell me you’re taking a guard with you?” she asked, and I knew why.She didn’t say it because we were in danger, no. She said it because she wanted me to have someone who could protect us from Jackson if the need arose.“I will, Mom,” I answered as she nodded.Even though I hated going out with a bodyguard, I wasn’t going to put my kids in danger

“Why not?” I asked, hoping for a better excuse this time. I was tired of hearing about her work commitments.“I have a quick shoot tomorrow—”“Laura—” She pulled away from me and turned to face me directly.“I know, Jack and I hate it too. I don’t purposely fill my schedule to avoid spending time with Zoe.” She placed her hand on my cheek. “I hate it too, but I can’t help it.”I let out a tired sigh, preparing to pull away, but before I could, she grabbed my face, holding my gaze.“I promise to come with you, I can get my manager to cancel my morning appointment, and then I'm both yours for the day.” She quickly added and slowly my lips pulled up in a grin.“Thank you,” I told her and I meant it.I was glad she was letting go of her morning shoot to spend the day with Zoe and me.“You don’t have to thank me,” she said, I leaned forward and kissed her forehead before pulling her to my body and we both slept off.****The next time we woke up it was past eight, Zoe’s baby monitor hadn’t

“Is there a problem, ma’am?” he asked, taking the bag from my hands and glancing between me, Jackson, and Laura.I shook my head. “There’s no problem, Alex. Please help me hold Lucas,” I said, still ignoring the two people beside me.“Nicole,” Jackson called again as Alex and I walked past them.I could hear him following, but I didn’t stop. I was determined not to until I knew we were all safe and away from him. I didn’t want him to meet them—not now, not ever.He wouldn’t meet them, no matter how much he begged.“Are you sure everything is alright, ma’am?” Alex asked as he helped me close the trunk.“Yes, everything is fine. I just need to get home as soon as possible,” I told him as I got into the car.The next thing I knew, Jackson was standing by the window. I looked at him, and he raised his hand to tap on the window. He was saying something, but I couldn’t hear him. I didn’t want to hear him; he should just leave.“Ma’am?” Alex called, already seated behind the wheel.“Let’s go

Nicole. I stared at him for quite some time after he asked the question, and then I burst into laughter the moment I processed it. I couldn’t stop laughing as his question replayed in my head over and over again. He was asking if the children were his? Was he serious? He wanted to know if the kids were his when he was the same person who didn’t want them? Jackson must have lost his mind because if he hadn’t, he would have realized that he was the one who told me the kids were not his. “Is there something funny? Did I say something laughable, Nicole?” Jackson asked while I kept on laughing and shaking my head. “Are you serious right now?” I finally managed to ask once I stopped laughing. He looked at me with a confused expression. “My question is pretty simple, Nicole. I would like to know if those kids are mine—” “And what would you do if they turned out to be your children, Jackson? Are you going to make up for the times you weren’t in their lives?” I demanded, my voice drippi

He had the kids lying on their backs, tickling their tummies until they laughed and wheezed with joy. I stood outside the room, leaning against the doorframe, watching them with a smile on my face. Seeing Luna and Lucas so cheerful made me happy, but it also brought a twinge of sadness to my heart. I couldn’t help but wonder how it would’ve been if their father was the one sharing these moments with them. Was I being selfish by keeping them away from him? Was I a bad mother for not wanting their father in their lives, because he hurt me?I was so lost in my thoughts that I didn’t notice when the kids stopped laughing and Rowan had stopped tickling them.“Look who it is, kids!” Rowan teased with a smirk on his face as he got up on his feet.Luna and Lucas, who had focused their attention on the next available toy since Rowan wouldn't tickle them, quickly snapped their heads up and smiled when they saw me. They both jumped to their feet, running towards me with laughter spilling from th