Forgotten Wife My Ex-Husband Regrets It After I Left (Clara and Liam) novel Chapter 262

Sienna’s POV

The answer was simple. Honest. And it left no room for pity or obligation.

I smited and nodded. “Alright. Mommy will say that.”

Noah’s face looked relieved, as if a small burden had been : lifted from his shoulders. He then turned to another shelf and picked up two large sketchbooks, flipping through the pages to make sure the paper was thick.

“This too,” he said. “If the paper’s thin, the marker will bleed through.”

I chuckled softly. “You really think about everything, don’t you?”

He shrugged. “Because if it bleeds through, the drawing looks ugly.”

We walked toward the cashier with a cart now filled with simple items yet full of meaning. While waiting in line, Noah stood calmly beside me, not jumping around, not whining. Every now and then, he glanced at the contents of the cart, making sure everything was still there.

I looked at his face from the side, his round cheeks, long eyelashes, and a seriousness unusual for a child his age. A mix of emotions stirred in my chest: pride, tenderness, and a faint fear. Fear that one day the world would teachhim things that went against the gentleness he carried now.

After that came shoes, then a uniform, then notebooks.

Each item was chosen carefully, as if Noah truly knew what Bam needed. The cart was already half full when Noah stopped and stared at the pile of things inside.

“Mommy, isn’t this too much?”

– I shook my head. “No. Mommy actually thinks it’s still not enough.”

Noah swallowed, his eyes glistening. “Bam is going to be so, happy.”

| leaned closer and looked straight at him. “Mommy just wants you to know giving without expecting anything in return is not something small. You might not solve everything with a pencil case, but you’re fixing something much deeper than that.”

Noah took a deep breath, his lips moving slightly.”

Mommy”

“Yes?”

“I want Bam to feel the same happiness I feel.”

When those words left his mouth, it felt as if a warm light spread through my entire body.

We moved on again. Noah picked up another large sketchbook, then a set of crayons, then colored pencils. Iwatched him while occasionally noting things on my phone. A small part of me held back a quiet sadness whether for Bam or for myself, I wasn’t sure.

When everything was finally chosen, we went to the cashier. While waiting, Noah looked at the items with a face full of hope. “Mommy, when are we giving them to him?”

I smiled faintly. “Tomorrow morning. Mommy will take you to school.”

Noah nodded eagerly.

After paying, we walked out to the mall seating area. I held the shopping bags while waiting for a taxi, and Noah sat beside me, hugging the green bag he had chosen for Bam.

“Mommy?” Noah leaned against my arm.

“Yes?”

“Why does it feel strange? I’m still thinking about my lost pencil case, but I’m also really happy that Bam will have all this.”

I smiled. “Because you’re human. Human feelings are never just one color.”

Noah nodded lightly. “Yeah but also tired,” he said with a small laugh.

I laughed too. “Shopping is tiring. But you were amazing today.”

Noah turned to me, his eyes shining. “You were too,

Mommy.”

That simple sentence felt like a hug.

I leaned my head back against the seat, feeling my body finally relax after a long day. My conversation with Vina during the afternoon meeting still lingered faintly in my thoughts, but only at the edges.

Everything about Emily and her cold attitude, all the rivalry and ambition, felt far away from this small space.

Here, there was only me and Noah. And the world felt clearer.”When we get home, take a shower first, okay?” I said gently. “Mommy needs to change and lie down for a bit too. My body feels wrecked.”

Noah smiled as he yawned. “Okay”

I looked out the window. The city looked as busy as ever, but today felt special to me. I didn’t know whether Bam would accept all these things happily, or maybe feel awkward.

But I knew one thing Noah had learned something about giving. About understanding. About choosing kindness even when he himself was disappointed.

The taxi turned onto the road leading home: I took a long

*breath, letting my head rest against the cool glass.

Today was long, full of unexpected turns. But in the middle of all that exhaustion, I found a small piece of happiness.