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After repeatedly confirming that Lucas didn't have a fever anymore,I quietly walked out of the bedroom.
Ethan was still sitting motionless on the sofa.
I looked at the old sheet that was spread out as a sofa cover under his buttocks and felt a bit uncomfortable.
Once,on this very sofa,I pounced on him.
My hand slipped into his T-shirt,and it was burning hot.
His breathing gradually became heavier,and there was a hint of lust in the corners of his eyes.
Then,he turned over and pressed me firmly beneath him.
He even took the sheets to wash later.I was so tired that I didn't move at all while sleeping.
Who would have thought he could be so energetic?
Now,in this house,the things were the same,but the people had become strangers.
I silently sat down beside him.I didn't know what to say.
It was he who naturally started the conversation.
"Why don't you go home?"
"Huh?"
"The apartment on South Lake Road."
"Oh,"I said.The villa that used to be my home,"It's already been sold."
In fact,it had been sealed up.Since my father was arrested,all the family property had been confiscated.
"You should have money.Why are you living here?You were so delicate before.Can you stand it?"
He looked around with a look of disdain.The peeling walls,the greasy kitchen,and finally,his eyes landed on the washed-out sofa cover.
Ethan's eyes darkened.
His gaze made my heart ache slightly.
After all,I had indeed cried and complained that I couldn't stand living here before.
At that time,my family had some money,and I lived a very delicate life...
But now,things had changed completely.What was the point of talking about all this?
"Where's Ryan?He left you alone to take the child to the hospital at night?And he let you and the child live in your grandmother's old house?You broke up with me for such a person?"
I was taken aback for a moment,and then I remembered that I had acted with Ryan to break up with Ethan.The reason was that he was too poor for me.
At that time,he just replied with a"Okay"and didn't even make a token attempt to persuade me to stay.
Could it be that he was still brooding about it even though he was married now?
I also felt a bit annoyed.
"What about you,Ethan Johnson?You're already married.Can you stop pestering me?"
My instinctive retort made both of us stunned for a moment.
In fact,when we were in a relationship,we didn't quarrel much.Most of the time,it was just me making a fuss on my own,and he would just stand by and watch me lose my temper indifferently.
But since the accident in my family,I realized that dignity,face,and temper were all useless.All of this was just about surviving.The embarrassment of not being able to borrow money,the way my relatives kicked me when I was down,and the fierce faces of the debt collectors had long since worn away my edges.
Why couldn't I hide my temper when I met him again?
There was no need for that.
I wouldn't be staying here for long anyway,and it would be difficult for us to meet again in the future.
I shouldn't have made it too embarrassing.
I calmed down my mood and casually made up a story:
"I divorced Ryan.In order to keep Lucas,I left the marriage with nothing."
In fact,Ryan and I were just classmates.
I lived here just because I didn't have money.
I had just graduated from university,my salary wasn't high,and I had to raise a child.It would be a lie to say that I wasn't tired.
"It's very late.You should go back.I can take good care of Lucas."
Ethan refused to leave.
I was angry but had no choice,so I had to sit there with him.
But I was really tired after working hard all day and dealing with Lucas'sudden fever until the middle of the night.
I left Ethan aside and unconsciously fell asleep leaning against the sofa.
In the morning,I was woken up by a phone call.
As soon as I answered it,a roar came from the other end.
It was my boss.
"Emma,where are you?You've been absent from work without reason.Do you want to keep your job or not?Huh?"
I was so startled that I sat up straight and kept apologizing:
"I'm sorry,Mr.Martin.I'm sorry.My son was ill yesterday...I'm not making excuses..."
"I've always told you to be with me,and you wouldn't have to be so tired.But you just don't know what's good for you."
"Come back to work right now."
"Yes,Mr.Martin.I'll be there right away."
After much persuasion,the other side finally hung up the phone.
I heaved a sigh of relief and looked up to see Ethan leaning against the door watching me.
"You haven't left yet?"
He had a serious face and seemed unhappy early in the morning.
Realizing that my tone was a bit impolite,I explained:
"Sorry,I mean,I trouble you yesterday.I was just afraid of delaying your important matters."
"Do you like saying sorry so much now?"
I was stunned for a moment and didn't react.
"Come and have breakfast."
I let out a helpless sigh.
Just one day after we met again,Ethan's mood swings were almost overwhelming me.
Lucas had already woken up and was sitting obediently in the children's chair.
"Mommy,I want to eat."
There were fried dough sticks,soybean milk,plain porridge,and two little piggy buns.
They were all my favorites.
I couldn't help but kiss Lucas and then glanced at Ethan,who was still wearing a cold face beside me.
I had already given up trying to figure out why he was angry and just softly said thank you.
"Lucas,be good.After you finish eating,mommy will take you to kindergarten."
After cleaning up and finishing breakfast,while I was packing my bag,Ethan carried Lucas downstairs.
From home to the kindergarten,he didn't even look at me.He just occasionally teases Lucas.
Lucas was very sociable since he was a child.Perhaps it was the magical telepathy between father and son,but he quickly became attached to Ethan.
This made me a bit worried.Would Lucas be very sad after Ethan left?
After sending Lucas to kindergarten,I wanted to take a taxi to the company on my own.
Ethan didn't even look at me.He grabbed my collar and stuffed me into the passenger seat.
When I was chasing him before,I used to be so pushy,forcing him to hold my hand and accompany me to the amusement park.I never thought that the tables would turn like this.
