All Chapters of Forgotten Wife: My Ex-Husband Regrets It After I Left: Chapter 221 - Chapter 230

Sienna's POV As I picked out cooking spices Liam came to mind. He would surely be pleased to learn this. A mixed sigh slipped from me. He was likely swamped with tasks now attempting to make up for the day he missed. I didn’t wish to interrupt him so I saved this news as a surprise, for tonight.Once all the items I intended to purchase were in my basket I proceeded to the checkout, settled my bill and left the store feeling more relieved than earlier.The midday wind gently touched my skin bringing with it the aroma of the city yet everything seemed more vibrant today. Even my strides, toward the vehicle, felt more buoyant as though I wasn’t moving solo but accompanied by a presence resembling hope.The vehicle moved gently away from the parking lot as a warmth continued to fill my thoughts. Resting on my lap two shopping bags shifted each time the car went over a bump in the road. Yet I hardly noticed them. My attention settled on a p

Sienna's POVThe moment I exited the café I made up my mind to head to Noah’s school. It was two o’clock, in the afternoon and I was aware that the kids would be finishing their lessons shortly.The instant my shoes met the pavement beyond the café the afternoon wind softly caressed my face as though greeting the choice I had recently taken. A faint trace of coffee’s sweetness remained on my tongue. What dominated was a gentle surge of joy, within my chest. It seemed I could stroll endlessly without feeling exhausted.I swung open the car door. Settled inside, setting the folder with Vina’s draft agreement on the passenger seat. An involuntary smile crept across my face. Regardless of how much time elapsed that instant would forever remain one of the significant milestones in my life.I turned on the engine, fastened my seatbelt and entered my destination, Noah’s school.The day remained luminous despite the sun

Sienna's POV Noah gave a nod. I was aware he still harbored some concerns deep within. Children his age shouldn’t need to ponder if their mother feels proud or not. Yet Noah had witnessed my hardships often, maybe even grasping matters no child should be burdened with. It struck me in ways I found impossible to express.The evening breeze drifted in through a gap in the window bringing the aroma of the streets and dried leaves. Noah hummed more quieter now as though he sang only for himself. I remained focused, on the road. A piece of my heart floated along with his melody, the tiny anchor holding me firm amid the turmoil I had not yet settled.Each kilometer we crossed served as a reminder, perhaps my life remained chaotic, perhaps my past hadn’t released its grip, perhaps that encounter with Vina unlocked fears within me but in the back seat sat a motive to continue striving to make things right.I looked at Noah via the rearview mir

Sienna's POVThe moment the car came to a halt, in the garage Noah swiftly unfastened his seatbelt. Jumped out brimming with energy. It was as though school, the trip and all the talks we had earlier hadn’t tired him in the slightest. That child genuinely resembled a sun that would never fade away.“Come on Mommy! Noah needs to have a bath!" he yelled as he pulled on my purse, which was on the verge of slipping.I Gripped his hand. "Alright, alright. We’ll have a bath before dinner.”As we stepped inside the house a cozy warmth greeted us. I set the groceries and Noah’s school bag on the table removed my shoes and then led him to the bathroom.“Noah, would you prefer a bath or a warm one?" I inquired as I gathered a towel and fresh clothes.He bit his lip deep, in thought. Suddenly his eyes gleamed.“Mommy, Noah is asking for a bubble bath!”I chuckled. "A bubble bath? Tha

Sienna's POV I cupped my mouth stifling a chuckle. "Mischievous right?”“Yes!" Noah agreed decisively as though he had uncovered the reasoning. "He didn’t want to end up as chicken soup!”I released a sigh. "So the carrot deserves to be penalized, correct?”"Punished?" Noah's eyes grew a bit wider.“Yes. Thrown into the trash.”Noah appeared devastated. "Poor carrot.”“If it falls on the ground it becomes dirty dear. Then Noah might have a stomach ache.”I caressed his head. "We need to pick the ones that're safe to eat alright?”Noah nodded gently, his eyes fixed on the carrot tucked beneath the cabinet beyond his reach. "I’ll grab it Mommy!" he declared, preparing to crawl.I promptly grabbed his shoulder. "No worries. Mommy’s got this. You keep cutting the rest alright?”He nodded more and his resolve strengthened. "Alright, Mommy! Noah