บททั้งหมดของ I Need You Ex-wife! : บทที่ 21 - บทที่ 30

VICTORIA ~ “How time flies.” I murmured under my breath, my thumb gently swiping across the screen of my phone. A soft smile tugged at my lips as I stared at Liam’s pictures. Those tiny hands, chubby cheeks, and that innocent smile he used to give when he didn’t even understand the world yet. "Back then, he could barely sit up on his own, but now he’s five already.” I whispered, my chest tightening slightly. Liam is five years old but so brilliant, full of energy. Literally, he's too smart for his own good. Life had moved so fast it almost felt unfair. Benita had already gone back to Manhattan after her visit. A visit I still couldn’t forget. And Philip… I sighed, locking my phone and leaning back in my chair. “He’s not giving up, is he?” I said quietly to myself. Philip had become a constant in our lives. Always showing up, always helping. In fact, he's always there for me and Liam. To the point where people in the neighborhood had already started assuming he was

BRANDON ~ At Manhattan City, I stepped out of the airport with a weight in my chest that made every breath feel heavier than the last. My grip on Liam’s small wrist was firm, too firm, as if someone were dragging him with me. I couldn’t bring myself to loosen it. It was the only thing grounding me at that moment, the only proof that I hadn’t already lost everything. The airplane authorities had denied me boarding. "We're sorry, sir, but you can't travel with this kid. The mother has to be with him." The words still echoed in my mind. It was sharp and humiliating. They hadn’t even tried to hide their suspicion. They insinuated I was attempting to leave the country with another person's child. I had explained all I could, but they refused. They had insisted, calmly but firmly, that the child’s mother had to be present. They didn't even mind the resemblance we shared. No amount of explanation, persuasion, or carefully crafted lies had changed their stance. To make matter

VICTORIA ~ "I'm sorry, Victoria, but Liam is asleep right now. Maybe tomorrow." This was precisely what Brandon had told me after I requested to speak with my son. After I requested to speak with Liam, whose voice I had heard clearly in the background, asking him who he was speaking with. To say I was short of words was an understatement. For a moment, I wanted to crash at him, but then I realised that would only worsen the situation. Given that we're speaking on the phone, he might end the call and then block my number, making it impossible for me to reach him again. That way I would lose the little hope of seeing my son again. Even Liam's voice I had heard in the background eased the tension boiling in me a little, so I can't let my emotions get the best of me and miss that opportunity. I breathed a deep sigh, trying to bring myself together. "Brandon, I want us to see," I requested. "We need to talk, please." There was a brief silence from his end. For almost five seconds

BRANDON ~ By the time Victoria and I got to my house, Elese's car was already at the garage, a sign that she had returned, which was what I had never expected. Earlier yesterday, she had told me she was going for a business trip and would stay for three days. I knew very well that wasn't true. I knew it was her side dude that she was going to visit, but I did not put my mind into it given the plan I had in my mind already. That event was even what gave me the medium to book a flight to Asheville City to take Liam from his school. I never knew Elese would go back against her words. Meanwhile, I had left Liam at home to go welcome Victoria at the airport. The thought that she had just returned and met Liam in the house alone gave me goosebumps. To think she would recognize that he's my son at first glance due to the striking resemblance made my heart sink. Elese would not be happy to realize I have a child outside our union. I can't stop imagining her action towards him g

VICTORIA ~ It was eight o'clock in the morning when I, Liam, and Brandon got home. Oops, I mean when we got back to Brandon's house. My son had recovered enough to go home. I was handed the rest of his medication, which he would be taking until he recovers fully. Elese had been apprehended, and I must say I cannot really express how happy I was. Even if she sleeps her way out from the justice my son deserves, I'll handle her by myself. "Now I think I should properly welcome you to my home. To our home, I meant to say." Brandon chuckled lightly. "I believe you are talking about the past," I replied. I did not even give him the excitement he had expected. "Even in the present it's still our home..." "No, you're wrong," I said immediately, cutting him short. "Our home in the past, but not anymore." His facial expression shifted. I could tell those words pierced deeply through his skin, but his emotions were less of my concern. "I'm sorry for everything that has happened within