Forgotten Wife My Ex-Husband Regrets It After I Left (Clara and Liam) novel Chapter 266

Sienna’s POV

Liam’s car moved slowly toward Noah’s school. The morning air was still fresh, the sky a clear blue without even a trace of dark clouds, as if it knew today was going to matter. Noah sat in the back seat, clutching his blue bag tightly the bag that held a gift for Bam. He looked restless, gently biting his lip, his legs swinging back and forth without stopping.

turned to look at him. “Noah, are you okay?”

He nodded, but didn’t say anything. Liam glanced at him through the rearview mirror and gave a small smile. ” You’re brave, Noah. Mommy and Daddy are here, okay?”

Noah swallowed and murmured softly, “Okay.”

I reached back, taking his small fingers in mine. Noah returned the grip, though his palm felt slightly damp. I gently rubbed the back of his hand, trying to pass on the calm I felt this morning.

“Are you nervous because you’re afraid Bam won’t like the gift?” I asked softly.

Noah nodded a little. “I’m scared he won’t accept it. Or that the other kids will laugh.”

My chest tightened at his words. I looked ahead at the road, then back at him. “If that happens, Mommy andDaddy will still be proud of you. Giving sincerely is never wrong, sweetheart.”

Liam nodded in agreement. “And remember, you’re not forcing anyone. You’re just offering kindness.”

Noah took a deep breath, copying the way Liam usually calmed him down. “Like when I was scared to ride my bike without training wheels?”

“Exactly,” Liam replied with a smile. “You fell once, but after that, you could do it. Fear is sometimes just a door.”

Noah thought about it for a moment. His legs stopped swinging, though his hands still clutched the bag tightly.

He looked out the window, watching the trees grow denser, a sign that the school was getting closer.

“Mommy,” he said softly, almost whispering, “what if Bam gets mad because I asked about his pencil case?”

I smiled gently. “You can tell him you just wanted to make sure he was okay. You don’t have to accuse him of anything. You have a kind heart, Noah. People can feel that.”

He turned to look at me, his eyes searching for reassurance. I nodded, meeting his gaze with confidence.

The car slowed at a red light. A child in an elementary school uniform crossed the street laughing with his mother. The simple sight warmed my heart.

I realized that this might not only be an important day forNoah, but for me too a day when I could see how the small values I held dear had truly taken root in my child

Liam broke the silence. “Daddy will pick you up today, okay? After that, how about ice cream?”

Noah lifted his head, a small smile forming. “Really?”

“Of course,” Liam said. “No matter how today goes, wel celebrate your courage.”

Noah finally smiled wider. His shoulders relaxed a little, even though the nervousness hadn’t completely disappeared. But I knew bravery isn’t about not being afraid. It’s about moving forward even when you are.

I looked ahead as the school gate came into view. My heart beat faster, not from anxiety, but from hope. I hope that the world would be a little kinder to a child as small as Noah today. Hope that kindness, no matter how small, would find its way.

I squeezed Noah’s fingers once more. “No matter what happens, Mommy is proud of you.”

He nodded, his eyes shining. The car continued forward, slowly approaching the school, carrying with it the small prayers we held in our hearts.

When we arrived, the schoolyard was already filled with children running around, laughing, teasing one another joyfully, as if their world was always full of color. Liam and I got out of the car, and Noah followed behind,holding the bag with both hands,

We walked toward the classroom area, and then Noah stopped suddenly. His eyes locked onto a small boy standing near the classroom door Bam. He was thin, his shoes slightly torn, his hair unkempt. He stood alone, staring at the floor, as if trying to make himself invisible to the world.

“This is for you,” he said, pulling out a new pencil case.” And a bag and shoes.” He paused, clearly nervous.”

Mommy said you can choose these.”

Bam stared at the gifts with wide eyes. His hands trembled as he took them. “Really? For me?”

Noah nodded quickly. “Yes.”

A gentle smile slowly spread across Bam’s face, a smile full of gratitude and disbelief. His lips trembled as he said,

“Thank you so much.”

I gently stroked Noah’s hair and looked at Bam warmly.

We’re happy to help. You’re a good boy, Bam. Don’t feel alone.”

Bam bit his lip, as if holding something back. Then suddenly, he hugged the gifts tightly to his chest. “I’m really thankful.”

I smiled, and behind me, I heard Liam take a long breath, as if relieved that everything had gone well.

Noah looked at me and took a deep breath. “Mommy.”

“Yes?”

“I’m happy.”

I lowered my head and kissed his forehead. “Mommy is too.