Ex-Wife by Mirah Selim (paper ebook reader TXT) 📕

Xander Pov

"Dad." I chuckled seeing my son running towards me. I crouched down to his level ready to engulf him in my arms but was surprised when he didn't hug me instead placed his tiny palms on my cheeks.

"Are you ok? Grandpa told me about your accident. I was so scared." Then I understand he wasn't hugging me because of my injuries. Damn my little son is more sensible than my over-sensitive wife.

I looked at my wife who looked away with red ears embarrassed. She also thought what I was thinking. But I was still damn happy remembering how she was so scared. How she was trembling in fear. The fear of losing me.

This thought gave me weird satisfaction. I gently pulled my Lil boy in my arms. He tried protesting but I knew he was itching to hug me. All these years after Mia's death I didn't for once noticed how my son had started changing from playful to quiet boy.

But I know I regret it badly. After realizing how much I was hurting him because of my guilt I vowed to do anything to make him happy. To make him realize that his father and his angel are here for him.

He finally let his arms wrapped around my neck and with my free arm I effortlessly picked him up. Amelia shot me a worried look when I heard Alex sniffling. My poor boy.

"I was so scared dad. I don't want to lose you. I --" I kissed his head before whispering.

"Nothing happened to dad son. I am perfect. Stop crying. Your angel is worried too. Come on my boy." He pulled away from my neck and wiped his tears before kissing my cheek.

Amelia smiled while my cold brother in law stared at me with a blank gaze. I thought no one can be colder than me but now I think this man has broken my record.

"I am going home now. I couldn't sleep last night. Bye, buddy." He said to Alex who waved his tiny arms. Amelia hugged her brother and nodding at me he walked out of the house.

I and Alex spent the whole day together. Soon he's getting holidays for summer vacations. And the Lil Prince has demanded to stay in his grandpa house for some time. So I and Amelia also decided after my recovery we will shift to my father's house for time being.

Days went by and my injury eventually got healed. The doctor removed the plaster from my arm and bandage from my head. The accident was minor and thankfully the damage wasn't much.

But in these past two weeks, I had noticed something different in Amelia. I don't understand why but her gaze. The way she looks at me seems so different. The way she kisses my head every night before sleeping.

The way she forces me to cuddle her nowadays seems so different yet satisfying. Amelia had never been a clingy woman. More like she used to hate my continuous pestering her but these weeks she was the one who kept on pulling me towards her.

It's not like I don't like it. I love it. I love feeling her in my arms. I love kissing her. I love feeling her affectionate actions. But what's so different. Why she has started to behave like this.

Well, I don't have the answer. And I don't mind. I am happy with her actions. And I love every bit of it. I ruffled my hair as I just took a shower. I heard the door opening sound watching my wife coming in with her sweet smile.

"Xander I told you to not take a shower yet. Your injuries are still not healed fully." She scolded me making me chuckle. She came towards me touching my forehead.

I grabbed her wrist and pulled her in front of me. And again that gaze. Why her gaze seems full of Love care and affection? No. Don't do this Amelia. Don't give me false hopes.

I flinched back from my thoughts when I felt a soft touch on my cheek. I looked at her and that gaze. Damn. Why are her eyes affecting me so much?

"What happened Xander. You looking troubled." I gently grabbed her hand that was placed on my cheek and kissed it.

"Don't look at me like this love." She frowned in confusion.

"Like what."

"Like the way you're looking right now. It makes me to believe something I know is not true." I said earning a small smile from her.

"And what if you're believing is indeed true." I chuckled shaking my head.

"I know it's not."

"And why not." She said making me sigh.

"Amelia. My love. I love you so damn much. And it's fine if you don't. Just don't look at me like that it's making me believe that you also. Just don't." I just couldn't get myself from saying that she doesn't love me.

"And what if you're wrong." I frowned at her words. She scooted towards me grabbing my both hands.

"I know I am late to say this. But I can't hide this anymore. I just have no strength to keep it to myself." I wasn't able to understand what she was saying but as soon as she whispered the next words my eyes widened in shock.

"I Love You, Xander."

My system froze. I stared at her with stunned eyes. She loves me. But how. Am I dreaming? I flinched feeling a pinch on my bruised arm.

"You're not dreaming my love." I left more baffled hearing her endearment.

"W-What did you say." I stuttered out as she grabbed my cheeks and pulled my face closer to her. She placed her forehead against mine looking straightly into my eyes.

"You heard me. I love you, Xander. I love you so much." She whispered making me shudder at the feelings. I just couldn't believe what I was hearing.

"Say it again," I whispered making her chuckle as she repeated.

"I love you. I love you. I love you. I love you so much Xander Storm. I love y--" I interrupted her by slamming my lips against hers kissing her as my life depends on it.

I couldn't stop the tear that escaped my eye. It was hard. So hard to believe that the woman I love is loving me back. After Mia, I lost the hope to be loved by anyone again or to love anyone again.

But it was a mistake of mine to think that. I should have believed when my heart called this woman not only my love but also my miracle. A miracle that indeed changed my life for the best.