All Chapters of Forgotten Wife: My Ex-Husband Regrets It After I Left: Chapter 131 - Chapter 140

Sienna's POV I walked slowly down the corridor of the house, now so silent. Each step felt heavy, as if I were leaving something unresolved back in the living room. Liam’s goodnight still echoed in my ears, simple, yet layered with emotions I couldn’t fully decipher.I opened the bedroom door quietly. Sitting at the edge of the bed, I stared at the empty wall and let out a long sigh. My body was tired, yet my mind only grew louder.The coffee I’d had earlier did nothing to calm me. On the contrary, every second I spent in this house made me more aware that I was standing at a great crossroads.I closed my eyes, trying to picture Noah’s face. His sleep was always peaceful, as if the world had no sharp teeth to wound him. Noah was the reason I kept standing, the reason I hadn’t given up. I had promised him earlier that I wouldn’t leave again. That promise was heavy, but sincere. Yet what good is a promise if my own heart was still haunted by doubt?I leaned back a

Sienna's POV From time to time, I heard birdsong drifting in from outside the window, blending with the steady ticking of the wall clock. Amidst it all, I realized just how easily I could grow used to moments like this. How easy it was to want to believe that all the old wounds could heal simply by sitting together at the dining table, sharing warm coffee, and trading small smiles.“Don’t overthink,” Liam’s voice broke through my reverie.I lifted my head, meeting his gaze. “Why do you say that?”He gave a faint smile and shrugged. “I can see it in your eyes. You’re thinking about a lot of things.”I chuckled softly, trying to hide my nervousness. “Maybe. I'm just not used to it yet.”I gripped my cup more tightly, feeling the warmth slowly seep into my palms. I lowered my gaze, as if searching for answers in the cooling coffee surface. “Not used to what?” I finally asked, my voice barely above a whisper.Liam looked at me without rushing, as though he w

Sienna's POV The moment the apartment door shut behind me, silence wrapped itself around the room. No sound of Noah’s little feet running to grab my attention, no warm aroma of coffee drifting from the kitchen like it had that morning. Just me, an empty space, and the faint hum of city traffic seeping through the thin curtains.I set my small bag down on the sofa and stood there for a while, gazing around. Everything was still the same, the half-organized row of books on the shelf, the unfinished manuscript stacked on the desk. Yet something felt different. The apartment no longer carried the weight of life.Drawing in a deep breath, I walked slowly to the window and pulled the curtain aside. The view of the beach, with waves gently breaking against the shore, only deepened my loneliness. At Liam’s house earlier, there had been a warmth I couldn’t quite put into words. A heartbeat of life. And here, I was back to being alone.I sank into the sofa, eyes closing brief

Sienna's POV The café was full of life, packed with the smell of new coffee mixing with the sound of glasses and soft talks. I got there some minutes early, picking a table by the window where the sunlight shone gently on the wood. Outside, folks rushed along the paths, but here it seemed to be another world warm, calm and filled with a nice cozy smell.I put my bag on a chair next to me, taking out the water bottle I got ready at home. But when I saw the menu on the table, I couldn’t help it. It felt wrong to be in a café without getting something. My fingers ran over the drinks list, latte cappuccino caramel macchiato. A little smile came to my lips as I picked a warm vanilla latte, the drink that always made me feel bet͏terThe server came by with a nice grin, wrote down my request, and left. While I waited, I took out my old notepad. The empty page looked at me, tempting me to jot something down. I held my pen tight, trying to let the thoughts come out. B

Sienna's POV.I saw Liliana first. With her black blazer on, she was sitting in our favorite corner, appearing to be the most confident woman in any room. With a triumphant smile and slick hair, she had an elegant expression. Upon my arrival, she stood up and hugged me tightly.With excitement, she cried out, "Sienna. I can't believe it's over.”Sitting across from her, I couldn't help but chuckle. "I can already tell you won big time," she said.Faking her arrogance, she smashed all her fingers. "Ouch." I spoke, and as the judge nodded off, he almost had his arguments over. It felt incredible. I still experience tremors upon contemplation.With a strong sense of pride, I gazed at her with admiration. Her reputation as a role model was not limited to her, Liliana wasn't just. You have always had the confidence to face any challenge.Holding onto the cup, I sniffed the aroma of the coffee that Liliana had prepared for me. I felt warmth rising from the air w