All Chapters of Dear Ex-Husband, I'm Only Here to Save Your Son: Chapter 71 - Chapter 80

"Just start looking for a school for Theo." I instructed, continuing down the hallway "I'll take care of the rest of his treatment and how it continues while he's studying. Now, if you could hurry, I'd appreciate it. Stefana's office is right there, and she has too much of a schedule to wait around..."“Eden…” he easily caught up to me, even though I was practically running down the hall “Look at me! You can’t just leave! Theo needs you! Mae needs you! I…”I had no idea what he was going to say next, but I stopped paying attention the moment we approached Stefana’s office and a muffled scream made me freeze in the doorway.“You better stop talking to my son like that or I’ll have my security team throw you in the gutter where you belong!” Stefana growled, her tone harsher than I’d ever heard.“Is this how you show your gratitude, boy?!” To my surprise, the voice that spoke next clearly belonged to George “I raised you after that woman abandoned our family! I taught you to be a doctor!

“Look at those pigtails!” Theo said, his loud laugh reverberating throughout the entire room “You look like one of those silly dolls from the toy store!”“Your grandmother used to say the same thing.” I smiled, trying not to feel too wistful as Mae continued to hold the massive photo album in front of Theo “She loved playing dress-up. If you had an aunt, she’d definitely have a closet bigger than this house.”“Didn’t she like dressing up Dad or Uncle Alex?” he asked, but his attention was completely focused on one of the photographs, one in which his father and I were covered in mud and holding little shovels in our hands “Oh, you were playing gardening! You did so many cool things…”"Eden's mother used to say that this kind of manual activity was important for children's development. But your father never agreed to do anything without Eden being involved." Mae confided to Theodore, making me blush "And, speaking of Ruth dressing your father, just let me check if the photo is in this a

I'd never been to an art gallery before. Well, I'd never really thought about what kind of neighborhood had one, either, but I didn't expect it to be something so... Fancy.Looking around at all the designer stores on that street, I stopped to check the map on my phone again, wondering for the hundredth time if I was in the right place. I didn't think rich people bought bags, jewelry, and paintings in the same place, but apparently I was wrong.“I think we’re in the right place.” A voice spoke from behind me and I looked over my shoulder to find Charlie standing there, not looking lost at all, although she didn’t know where the gallery was either “The map says it’s at the end of this street.”“I could come here alone, really.” I tried to convince her “I don’t want Connor to get mad that you’re not with him and Theo on their visit to school…”"It was agreed in my contract that when Theodore was with his father, his safety would be the responsibility of Mr. Mycroft's team, while yours w

“That’s your house…?” I found myself asking, more to myself than to Clyde, as we pulled up in front of an entire building right in the middle of my neighborhood, but one that had clearly been remodeled to become something safer and more luxurious.“Money buys some nice things, I have to admit.” He smiled awkwardly as his driver opened the door for him, Charlie, and me.“Yes, but…” I blinked, still a little incredulous “I don’t know, I guess I’m just a little surprised because someone bought a building nearby, turned it into this, and I’ve never heard of it.” I shook my head “I guess I’ve spent these last few years more focused on work than I thought. So, which floor is yours?” I asked, figuring an artist like him probably wouldn’t settle for a simple apartment.“Uh…” he laughed “Let’s just say I don’t really like having neighbors.”“Wait… Is that the whole building?” I gasped.“I wanted a place where you could stay and still feel comfortable, should you ever come visit me. And here we

“Why do you look so sad, Eden?” Theo asked, his tone too worried for what should have been a happy day.Although, I had to admit, I wasn't as calm and cheerful as the birthday boy's father should have been. Our backyard was surrounded by tables of food, toys of all kinds, and children, the same ones who would be attending kindergarten with Theodore in a few days. I'd granted his wish and sent invitations to all the children in his future class, and as I'd expected, almost all of them had no problem coming to the party for a boy they didn't even know. Their parents had probably forced most of them when they saw the last name on the invitation, but I didn't care.When he's older, just like I did in the past, Theo could separate the people who were around because of him from the people who just wanted the privileges that being friends with a Mycroft could grant.And yet, even with all that chaos of voices, children's screams and people wanting to greet us... I could only look at Eden.S