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Natalie left with the empty cup after saying her piece.
The kids didn't leave with her. Instead, they stood at the side of the bed and stared at Shane.
Shane felt terrible when he looked into their eyes.
There was a time when they would dash over sweetly and give him a hug. Sharon, in particular, always smiled when
she saw him.
However, at that moment, neither of them hugged him, and even the way they addressed him had become more
distant.
Shane felt like all his previous efforts were reversed, and time had turned back to when they first met each other.
“Kids, I...” said Shane. It seemed he had a lot to say.
Connor held Sharon's hand and interrupted him, “Mr. Shane, you should hurry and get up. Your breakfast is getting
cold.”
After that, Connor led Sharon out of the room.
Shane's lips curved into a wry smile as he watched the kids walked away.
At that moment, his wife was ridiculously polite with him, and the kids were no longer close to him. He felt lonely,
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtlike a widower.
I had it coming, though.
Shane rested on the bed and closed his eyes, pinching the bridge of his nose.
He took some time, but when he opened his eyes again, they shone with determination.
I must earn Natalie's forgiveness and love back no matter what. I will bring all three of them back home with me.
Shane pulled his blanket aside and put on his slippers before leaving the bedroom.
Natalie was already at the dining table. She was getting the kids to eat their breakfast. When she saw Shane there,
she pointed toward the washroom. “I got a new toothbrush for you. You can go freshen up,” informed Natalie.
Shane murmured an affirmative reply before heading into the washroom.
Natalie retracted her gaze and continued getting the kids to eat properly.
The children had already finished their breakfast when Shane finished freshening up.
Natalie held the kids' tiny bags and helped them put them on. After that, she checked her cell phone.
She was wondering why Joyce hadn't shown up when the doorbell rang.
“That's probably Aunt Joyce. Let's go,” said Natalie as she led the two kids toward the door.
Shane hesitated a little before he followed along.
Natalie heard his footsteps and knew that he was following them, but she didn't care. I'll just let him be.
Joyce was standing behind the door when they answered it. “Hi, good morning,” greeted Joyce.
“Morning,” replied Natalie with a smile.
The kids greeted Joyce warmly and sweetly as well.
Joyce reached out to pat the kids' heads. Just then, she noticed that someone else was standing behind Natalie.
Joyce was so surprised that her jaw dropped before she blurted, “Mr. Shane?”
Shane nodded slightly in response.
Joyce stared at Shane curiously before turning to Natalie and asking, “Nat, are the two of you back together?”
“No,” answered Natalie directly, shaking her head.
The glow in Shane's eyes turned dimmer, but he didn't refute.
She's right. We're not back together...
“Then why is he...?” asked Joyce as she pointed over.
Natalie urged her children to go to Joyce before reminding, “That's enough. It's time, and they'll be late for school if
we keep talking. Please drop them off at their school, Joyce. I'll head over to work a little late today.”
“Okay,” replied Joyce before she nodded and led the kids toward the elevator.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmNatalie closed the door.
Shane's lips parted and asked, “Are you busy today?”
“Yeah, the competition will start in a week. I have a meeting at the Design Association, so I don't have the time to
drop the kids off. That's why I asked Joyce to come to pick them up,” replied Natalie nonchalantly.
Shane didn't say anything else.
Natalie headed over to the dining table and put away the dishes she and the kids used earlier. She said, “Mr. Shane,
your breakfast is ready. Here, you can eat up now.”
“What did you just call me?” asked Shane, whose voice was getting a little thick.
“Mr. Shane,” replied Natalie without looking at him.
“I'm your husband,” reminded Shane as he glared at her with a look of displeasure.
I'm her husband. Yet, she is addressing me like we're strangers!
Natalie put the dirty dishes down and looked right into his eyes. She said, “Not for long. I left the divorce paper in
the room in the villa. I'm sure you've already seen it. Even if you hadn't, Mrs. Wilson will have already told you about
it.”
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