The Unwanted Wife's Return (Ex-Husband Wants Me Back) novel Chapter 124

Between Heartbeats 

HANNAH’S POV: 

My throat tightened painfully with emotion. I had to blink back tears. 

A waiter appeared then, perfectly timed, and began serving us. The food was incredible, course after course of beautifully plated dishes that tasted even better than they looked. But honestly, I barely tasted any of it. I was too focused on Elijah, on the way he watched me, on the conversation flowing easily between us. 

We talked about everything and nothing. About the twins and how Amelia’s school play was coming along. She was playing Cinderella and took her role very seriously, practicing her lines constantly around the house. We talked about Andrew’s latest science project, something involving volcanos that had resulted in a small explosion in the kitchen last week. 

“I still can’t believe Lucas argued with you about pineapple on pizza,” I said, laughing at the memory of their ridiculous debate a few days ago when Lucas and Martin had come over for dinner. 

Elijah grinned. “The man is wrong. Pineapple does not belong on pizza. It’s a crime against Italian cuisine.” 

“I actually don’t mind it,” I admitted. 

He gasped dramatically, clutching his chest. “Take it back. Take it back right now.” 

“Never!” I laughed, and he laughed too, and god, I loved this. I loved how easy things were between us now. How we could joke and tease and just… be happy together. 

“How are things going with Lucas and Martin, by the way?” Elijah asked, taking a sip of his wine. 

“Really well, I think. Lucas seems so happy. Happier than I’ve seen him in a long time.” I smiled, thinking about how my best friend was absolutely glowing lately. “Martin is good for him.” 

“He really is. Martin’s a solid guy.” Elijah paused. “I’m glad they’re watching the kids tonight. Gives us some time alone.” 

“Me too.” 

But as we continued eating and talking, I noticed Elijah seemed… different. Not in a bad way, but there was an energy about him. Like he was waiting for something. Like there was something on his mind he wasn’t saying yet. 

I squinted at him suspiciously. “What’s going on with you?” 

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