Semua Bab Regretting Divorce: Return of my heiress Ex-Wife: Bab 501 - Bab 510

The rest of the morning moved like most of our weekends did, slow and easy. We made breakfast together in the kitchen. Mila was in charge of cracking eggs, though most of them ended up with shells. Emily handled the pancakes, and I flipped bacon and tried to keep Mila from tasting everything before

E M I L YBy the time we pulled into Mikhail and Elle’s driveway, the sun was beginning to dip low, casting soft orange hues across the sky. The house stood at the edge of a quiet cul de sac, its windows aglow with warm light, like an open invitation. I’d always loved coming here, something about it

At one point, she leaned over and whispered, “Daddy, can we come back next week?”Ivan smiled, brushing a crumb from her cheek. “We’ll come back anytime you want, baby.”After dessert, chocolate lava cake that Elle claimed she “barely managed not to burn”, we all lingered a little too long. It was h

Today, she was going to meet her father for the very first time, though to her, he’d be just another adult in the world, a stranger with a name I hadn’t spoken aloud in years. I hadn’t told her anything beyond, “We’re meeting someone new today, okay? Be your sweet self.” And she’d simply nodded, ask

I V A NI couldn’t sleep that night.Even after Mila’s giggles had faded into soft breaths from her bedroom and Emily had curled into me on the couch with a whispered confession that she thought she’d done the right thing, I stayed up. Eyes locked on the dark ceiling of our bedroom, chest burning wi