All Chapters of Forgotten Wife: My Ex-Husband Regrets It After I Left: Chapter 121 - Chapter 130

Sienna’s POV I stood in front of the grand gate of the private elementary school, gazing at the school’s name elegantly engraved on a marble plaque. The gate was tall, made of sturdy black iron, adorned with purple bougainvillea flowers cascading beautifully on both sides. From inside came the cheerful voices of children, mixed with the sharp whistle of a PE teacher.Noah pressed his little face against the gate, his eyes sparkling with curiosity. “Mommy, Daddy this place is so cool!” he exclaimed enthusiastically.I smiled at him. His excitement felt contagious, even though inside me was an unease I couldn’t quite explain. Choosing a school wasn’t just about facilities or prestige. This was about Noah’s future. About the new world he was about to enter.I lingered there in front of the gate, sensing an invisible weight resting on my shoulders. The morning breeze carried the scent of bougainvillea petals falling one by one to the ground, adding a peaceful touch. Ye

Sienna’s POV Noah raised his hand again, as if he were already in class. “Sir, can I make a big dinosaur drawing and put it up on the classroom wall?”Mr. Johan laughed, then nodded firmly. “Of course you can. In fact, we love it when children are brave enough to show their work.”Noah let out a small cheer. “Yaaay!”I glanced at Liam, catching the faint smile on his face. We exchanged a brief look before I turned back to Mr. Johan. “Thank you so much for explaining all this, sir. It really feels like this place is the right fit for Noah.”Mr. Johan closed the brochure calmly. “If you’re ready, we can start the enrollment process. But there’s no rush. What matters most is that you feel confident and comfortable.”I nodded, squeezing Noah’s hand tightly. “We’ll think it through carefully. But it looks like Noah has already made up his mind.”My son nodded quickly, his face glowing with certainty. “I want to go to school here, Mommy. I promise I’ll be a g

Sienna's POV I glanced briefly at Liam. He walked beside me, occasionally stealing glances with a faint smile.My eyes fell on the shopping bags in his hands before returning to Noah, who wouldn’t stop chattering about his new backpack. His mouth ran on and on, full of energy, as if the whole world favored him today. I smiled, though a bittersweet ache stirred inside me, wishing life could truly be this simple.“Mommy, when I go to school, I’ll be able to write fast like you, right?” Noah suddenly asked, his eyes sparkling with curiosity.I nodded gently, trying to hide the turmoil inside. “Of course, sweetheart. Mommy knows you can. You’re smart, as long as you keep practicing.”Noah giggled, then moved on to talk about the friends he imagined he would meet. “I want to have lots of friends, Mommy. And if someone doesn’t have lunch, I’ll share mine. Is that okay?”I nearly choked up at his innocence. For such a young child to already think about s

Sienna's POV I reached for the glass of water in front of me and took a slow sip. The cold liquid was refreshing, but not enough to calm the chaos in my head. Beside me, Noah was still engrossed in the picture book of dragons he had picked up from the bookstore earlier. Every now and then he would show it to me, his eyes sparkling with excitement.“Mommy, look. This dragon can fly really high,” he said, pointing at the big illustration.I gave him a faint smile, stroking his head. “Yes, sweetheart. That dragon is really strong.”Liam, sitting across from us, leaned forward to look at the book too. “Do you like dragons, Noah?” he asked.Noah nodded quickly. “Yes! I want to have a real dragon, so I can fly to school every day.”A small laugh slipped from Liam’s lips, and I could only smile while shaking my head slightly. The sight felt strange but warm at the same time Noah being so open, Liam willing to be involved, and me just sitting there, observing, tr

Sienna's POV Silence filled the room. Only the warm yet bitter scent of coffee lingered. I knew my words hurt him, but I also knew this was what had to be said.Liam didn’t answer right away. He lowered his head, his shoulders slumping slightly, as though the weight he carried was too heavy. His fingers tapped the rim of the cup in an uneven rhythm, betraying his restless mind.“I understand,” he said at last, so softly it was almost a murmur. “I know you need time. I know I’ve made mistakes too many, maybe. But I’m also scared, Sienna. Scared that this chance will slip away before I can make things right.”I swallowed hard, my chest tightening. A part of me wanted to erase his fear with comforting words, to assure him I would always be there. But another part knew that if I made promises too soon, I’d only trap myself in the same cycle again.“Liam,” I said, my voice as soft as I could make it. “If I come back just out of pity, or because of fleeting comfort,