Forgotten Wife: My Ex-Husband Regrets It After I Left
While I bathed him, Noah started telling me about his dream from last night, something about racing with dinosaurs which made me hold back laughter because of how serious his expression was.
I gently rubbed his back, letting the water flow softly. “So, what color were the dinosaurs?” I asked, pretending to be serious, even though the corners of my lips were already twitching.
“Green,” Noah answered firmly. “But one was blue. The blue one was naughty, Mommy. He cut in front.”
“Oh? How did that happen?” I picked up the liquid soap, poured it onto a small sponge, and began washing his arm with gentle motions.
“Because he had long legs,” Noah spread his arms wide, almost hitting my face. “Like t
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