Lahat ng Kabanata ng Ex-husband Regrets: I married a Billionaire Single-Dad: Kabanata 161 - Kabanata 167

ADRIANOADRIANO TUGGED ON the collar of the tuxedo. It was a new piece, but it was unnecessarily hard and somewhat uncomfortable on his neck. He looked out the window as they drove down the city block.He had agreed to the email and accepted the invitation to the wedding, and Iris had been very thrilled when he told her that morning. She already had a dress planned out, as if she already knew that they were going to attend.He took a small sip of his wine, crossing his leg and leaning back."Can I have some, Daddy?" She asked.He chuckled and shook his head. "Maybe in 10 years. When you are 18."She pouted but scooted over to him, leaning against his side. Adriano held her in a loose embrace as he looked out. They were approaching the park now, and he tried to see what was happening at the wedding.There were lots of luxury cars in the parking lot, so he knew that this was not a small wedding. The invitees had been specially picked."This is it," he said to Iris, who immediately looked

AVERYI WANTED TO remain unseen by Adriano as soon as I realized that he had come to the party too, I needed to leave, but I couldn't exactly do that with Iris hugging my legs tightly. I could not tell if she missed me that much, or if she was keeping me for her father to come.Maybe the both."I have missed you," she said.I hugged her too. I inhaled the scent from her hair and sighed. I have missed this child more than I imagined. "I have missed you too. How have you been?""My daddy has not been fine since you left," she said, looking at my face. "Are you going to come back home soon?" She asked, searching my face for answers. Answers that I could not give.I opened my mouth but I did not know what to say, so I sighed and shook my head."You're not? Why?" She queried.Another question that I could not answer, but before I could even think of what to say, I heard the familiar voice that I had been dreading."Avery!" Adriano yelled.I inhaled sharply, trying not to give him any indic

AVERYEMILY HAD TOLD me to "live," but she had not told.me how. Does she mean I should move on? Or did she mean I should not become a bed potato?I got out of bed and dragged my feet to the window overlooking the back garden. There was not much life to be lived here. It was so peaceful and quiet, and that was a reason I fell in love with the place. I was not ready to go back to my old life.The coffee machine made a sound, and I sighed, going to pour myself my daily morning dose of caffeine.After my brain woke up properly, I sat down at the small table. Emily was right, but not completely.I could partially go back to my old life. I could resume my career with my very important clients, but I do not need to go to the office, where everything would remind me of Adriano and what we had. Instead, I decided that I was going to arrange any further appointments with my clients right here. The peaceful environment would be a good thing for my clients.I turned on my laptop and checked my em

~AVERY~THE BACKYARD OF the house was just as "textbook" as the rest of the house. It was s medium sized space with a smooth lawn and a small garden patch by the side. The rays of the sun were glistening in the grass as I led Kelvin down the path.He looked like he needed the warm sun on his pale skin. He squinted as he went into the poor garden. It was in a sorry state as I never had the time or zeal to tend a garden. But he was tender as he touched and examined each plant."You like gardening," I noted, and he nodded gently."I used to do it with my mother," he replied."You miss her," I said again. It was not a question, more of a statement, but he nodded again. I joined him in the garden, touching the plants even though I did not know what I was feeling or looking for as I said, "She would want you to sleep and eat properly. Your father tells me that you have been skipping meals.""I am not hungry," Kelvin replied. Unlike his father, he did not have a French accent because he had