บททั้งหมดของ Divorced: Dear Ex It's Your Loss: บทที่ 221 - บทที่ 230

•Edward POV•After sitting in traffic for almost thirty minutes, Eric finally pulled into the parking lot of Echo Eleven. We got out of the car and made our way to the entrance. I took a deep breath, bracing myself for whatever was going to happen next, clinging onto the slightest hope that everything would work out the way we’d planned it.Eric glanced at the watch on his wrist as we stepped into the hallway. “I just hope Shannon is still around,” he muttered, looking around the quiet corridor.Though I felt a strange uneasiness about the situation, I didn’t bother to dwell on it. My mind was already juggling too many things at once, Juliet in the hospital, James and whatever stunt he might pull next, and whether Shannon would even agree to speak on Juliet’s behalf.“Mr. Lawson, what took you so long?” a voice called from the other side of the hall.Eric and I turned. Peter was standing there, talking to a woman with charcoal-black hair. We made our way toward him.“You’re fifteen mi

•Edward POV•"Daddy, can we go see Mommy now?" Jace’s voice rang through my ears, pulling me out of sleep.I opened my eyes slowly and turned toward the window where a soft ray of light slipped through the curtains. Then I looked at him. He was sitting beside me on the bed, his little hand clinging tightly to my arm, his eyes swollen and watery. He looked like he hadn’t slept at all.I sat up with a quiet sigh, rubbing my face to shake off the sleep. My eyelids were still heavy, but the sight of Jace’s face made my heart ache.I reached out and gently took his small hand in mine. “Hey, buddy, please don’t cry,” I whispered, brushing away the fresh tears on his cheeks. “I promise we’ll go see Mommy today.”He sniffled and leaned into me, resting his head on my lap. I stroked his back slowly, my eyes staring blankly ahead as my mind drifted to yesterday. Everything replayed again, how my expectations towards of Shannon was turned down and the feeling of confusion that came after it.I s

•Edward POV•I didn’t even realize I had dozed off until I felt a small hand patting mine. I opened my eyes slowly, blinking as Jace’s tiny voice whispered, “Daddy, we’re here.”I turned my head and saw Eric outside the car, standing by the door he’d just opened for me. I rubbed my eyes, still groggy, and stepped out with Jace in my arms. The cool morning breeze brushed against my face, clearing my mind a little. I inhaled deeply and let my eyes drift toward the building in front of us.It was a large Chinese restaurant, with a peaceful, and warm-looking from the outside. Red lanterns hung across the entrance, softly swaying with the wind. There were golden dragon carvings framing the doorway, and two stone lion statues stood at both sides, guarding the glass doors. A calming smell of jasmine and incense lingered in the air, drifting from somewhere I couldn’t see. Even from here, I could hear the soft hum of traditional Chinese music playing gently through hidden speakers.I admired i

•Edward POV•The bright light coming through the window pressed against my closed eyelids. I groaned softly, lifting my palm to shield my face from the sun. Rolling over to the other side of the bed, my eyes widened when I saw Jace lying there beside me, sleeping peacefully.A smile tugged at my lips. He must’ve left his room in the middle of the night and crawled into mine. I reached out, brushing my hand gently against his chubby cheek. He stirred a little, but didn’t wake."Are you awake, buddy?" I asked quietly.When he didn’t answer, I sat up and reached for my phone on the nightstand. The screen lit up, nine o’clock. I ruffled my hair and headed to the bathroom to splash some water on my face. The water was cool against my skin and I looked at my reflection in the mirror, it's been long I've stared at myself. My face was paled and I looked tired even though I had just woken up, I shoved my hand through my hair brushing it backward. As I walked back into the room, I heard Jace s

•Edward POV•Eric pulled into the driveway of the hospital and let out a calm breath. It was almost as if he could read my mind, because not long after, I let mine out too. I pushed the car door open and stepped out. We walked toward the entrance of the hospital and stopped at the receptionist’s desk.A lady with red hair packed neatly into a bun was there now, instead of the blonde one who used to be there. “Good afternoon, I’m Mr. Miles, and I’m here to see my wife, Juliet,” I said calmly.She looked at me for a moment, then glanced at Eric standing beside me before turning to her monitor. “Let me check if visitors are allowed at this time.” She typed for a few seconds, then looked up. “You can go.”I gave her a brief smile and walked away toward the elevator. Silence settled between Eric and me as we stood inside. He seemed lost in thought, his eyes unfocused, and I wondered what was running through his mind.The elevator chimed, and we stepped out. I headed straight for Juliet’s w