All Chapters of The Single Dad Next Door Loves Me: Chapter 91 - Chapter 100

“He really did that?!”The horror on his face….Ben looked pale, like he'd seen a ghost, or maybe he was wonderful at acting so well that he didn't think I'd caught the smirk on his lips when I pretended to look down at my palms.“Well, it's a good thing he's gone now.” He finally said. “At least now you can move on with things that really matter.”I arched a brow. “Really? Like what?”He left his chair at the far end of the room and came to the edge of the bed where my hand was– the hand Bradley shot. He took that hand in his, his touch warm and gentle, the other hand curbed my face, stroking my cheek softly. His blue eyes were beautiful when they were that up close, they sparkled like they were the sky on a bright beautiful morning. “Well at least now, you can concentrate on me.” ‘Focus on him…’ a tiny voice in my head repeated.“Look, Mia.” His gaze was intense, like those ones men gave to their women right before they went out for war. “... I get that you liked this guy and you b

Things were going to be different from now. Clearer. Better. All my life I wanted to start my own family since I lost both my parents in that accident and now I could finally do that.All I had to do was fake happiness.Look excited for the wedding and lie to Ben each and every single day that I loved him so much and I was never ever going to stop loving him.Easy peasy, right?Wrong!“Honey, dinner is ready.” He yelled from the kitchen. I snapped out quickly from my thoughts and gently turned in his direction. “I'm here. What are you making?”“You said you liked mac and cheese, I'm not really sure how it's made but I'm willing to try so I looked it up and tried to cook it for you.” he answered as he walked into the living room with a baking pan in his hand.He had little mittin on and an apron that said ‘I love my wife.’ like he had planned to wear it even before he saw me.Either that or he wore it for someone else. I didn't care, the jealousy didn't set in. He could wear it all

“You did your part and got her to be with me… I did my part and covered up the murder while I pinned it on him…”The words replayed in my head like a broken record.Over and over again.Louder each time.I stood frozen by the door, my fingers barely grazing the wood, my breath caught somewhere between my chest and my throat. I didn’t even realize I had stopped breathing until my lungs burned.What did he mean?What exactly did he mean?My brows furrowed as I slowly stepped back, careful not to make a sound. My heart pounded so loudly I was sure he could hear it from inside the room.Murder.Pinned it on him.Who was him?Ethan?No… no, that didn’t make sense. Or did it?My head spun.I forced myself to move, to act normal, to not look like I had just overheard something that could change everything. By the time Ben stepped out of the room, I was already seated back on the couch, legs crossed, my empty plate beside me.I looked up at him and smiled.“Everything okay?” I asked casually.

“You have got to be kidding me!”The signal bar dwindled. My frustration doubled. “Damn it!” I cursed while my fingers folded into a fist as I slammed them into a table. My tables rattled but not long enough to make the whole house shake.The room was quiet when I recoiled, Ben wasn't home. He talked about going to the grocery store to get something. He asked if I wanted to tag along and I said no. Not when my fingers were barely still.The moment his truck drove out of the driveway and I watched it disappear into the distance, I felt myself breathing again.“He's finally gone.” I whispered to myself like I was trying assure myself to be comfortable now that he was gone.It didn't work.The tension in my shoulder still made my body stiff with worry. Memories of what I heard from the other day played repeatedly in my mind, my heartbeat thudded faster than usual, I felt lightheaded.“I need to sit down.” I exhaled and found myself a sofa to lean on.When my back touched the sofa and my

“You haven't made any guesses, Mia, and you've been very quiet, is everything alright?”Ben was inside now, leaned with his back to the wall, eyes fixed on me while he stared. “Is something going through your mind?” He asked again like I wasn't aware he was talking to me the first time.I exhaled, pretending wasn't a gift I could pride myself with. I dragged another deep breath to maintain my tone and then I spoke.“I was just wondering…” I started. “Have you ever done something you wished you could undo?”“Undo?” His expression grew stern. “What are you talking about? Did you do something bad?”“No.”Silence settled between us for a little while and then I cleared my throat, “I didn't do anything bad, I was just trying to ask you a question, please answer.”His hesistation sent me signals, signals I didn't want to understand, maybe if I tried hard to act oblivious, they wouldn't be that true.“In life…” he took another breath, his voice steadier now. “at once in our lives, we do thin