บททั้งหมดของ Dear Ex-Husband, The Quadruplets Are Mine: บทที่ 61 - บทที่ 70

Maverick's POVI had not been as disturbed as I was a few days ago, and I knew exactly why.Patricia. I got to see her every single day now.It was ridiculous how much that simple fact had changed my mood. A few days ago, I could barely concentrate on anything because my mind kept returning to her. I would sit in my office and wonder where she was, what she was doing, whether she was with Jimmy, whether she had gone to Jhay's company, or whether she was deliberately avoiding me.Now, at least, I knew where she was.She was here. And apparently, she had not gone back to Jhay's company either. That alone was enough to make me feel strangely relieved.Pierce was also always around Jimmy these days, which meant Jimmy had barely left the company without someone dragging him into another conversation, another game, or some ridiculous activity that Pierce somehow managed to turn into entertainment. Jimmy had promised to do his job well, and surprisingly, everything was working out better tha

Patricia's POV I did not think at all anymore. I simply ran.The moment I heard Maverick's voice telling my children that he knew where their mother was, every rational thought disappeared from my head. I hurried down the hallway, cutting around corners and ignoring the curious looks from employees who probably wondered why their usually composed boss was suddenly running through the company like her life depended on it.In a way, it did.I could hear the children's voices getting closer, and my heart pounded harder with every step. I turned another corner and finally saw them.Oliver, Mason, and Ethan were standing with Maverick.My boys. My babies.And Maverick was looking down at them with an expression I could not understand.Relief flooded through me so quickly that my knees almost weakened. "There you are!"All three boys turned toward me. "Mum!"They barely had time to react before I reached them and grabbed all three of them."What were you thinking?" I demanded.I was so rel

Maverick's POV“Where is your wife and kids?”Clara’s innocent question caught me completely off guard.For a few seconds, I could not find my voice. My mouth opened, but nothing came out. I stared at the little girl sitting across from me, and the question echoed inside my head until it became almost deafening.“My wife and my…” I stammered, then stopped.Patricia immediately stepped in. “Clara, you should not ask questions like that.”I looked at Patricia.There was something almost panicked in her eyes, something that made me wonder why a simple question about my family had affected her so much.“No,” I said quietly. “It is okay.”Patricia frowned. “Maverick…”“They can ask whatever they want.” I looked at the children and tried to smile. “There is nothing wrong with being curious.”Jimmy cleared his throat from beside Patricia. “Children, sometimes there are questions that adults need time to answer.”I nodded because, for once, Jimmy had said exactly what I needed someone to say.

Patricia's POV I did not know what to make of Maverick's words. For a moment, I simply stood there in his arms, unable to decide whether I was supposed to comfort him or pull away from him. He had sounded so broken that it frightened me. This was Maverick. The same man who had once made me feel like I was nothing. The same man whose actions had left wounds in me that I still carried every single day. Yet, right then, he sounded like a man who had lost every bit of strength he possessed.I finally pulled away.I did it so quickly that I barely had time to see his expression change before his arms caught me again.“Maverick.” I called softly. “Please.” His voice stopped me. “If you want to be mean to me, be mean to me,” he whispered. “If you want to hate me, hate me. I know I deserve it. But please, not right now.”I stared at him.He tightened his arms around me, his breathing uneven. “I am going to break, Patricia. I know you might not care anymore, and maybe you should not care, but

Jimmy knew Maverick wanted Patricia back.It was obvious in the way Maverick looked at her, the way his attention followed her whenever she entered a room, and the way he seemed to find every possible excuse to remain close to her. Jimmy had seen it long before Patricia was willing to admit it herself.At first, Jimmy had been completely certain that he wanted Patricia to be happy. And if Patricia's happiness meant being with the father of her children, then perhaps that was what he needed to accept.He had told himself that repeatedly. Patricia deserved to be happy. Her children deserved to know their father. Maverick deserved the opportunity to make up for everything he had done.It was simple. At least, it had been simple. Now, Jimmy was not so sure.He sat quietly in the toom, staring into the abyss where the children's noises faded. Patricia had left with Maverick in such a hurry that he had barely had time to process it.He frowned.Why did that bother him? He had never felt tha