Ex-Husband's Regret

Pushing the thoughts away, I get in and Gabriel follows next. After his driver get in, he starts the car, and soon we are off.

"Sir, are you rich?" Lilly's voice cuts through the awkward atmosphere.

"Lilly," I admonish. "You're not supposed to ask people such personal questions."

One thing you'll learn about my daughter is that she has no filter. She'll speak her mind; everyone else be damned. She doesn't care if she crosses a line, as long as she get it off her chest and mind Instead of getting angry or irritated like he should, Gabriel just chuckles before asking,

"Why do you ask?"

She shrugs. "Because one, you have a private jet that costs anywhere from two million dollars to one hundred, then there is your car, which is around two hundred thousand dollars, and let's not forget your suit, watch, and shoes. From their material alone, you can tell they're expensive."

Lilly does know her numbers. Apart from cars, her other hobby is watching business channels and reading business magazines. Her favorite is the accounting section.

I noticed this when she was around five years old. Her sharp intelligence and love for anything numerical. I didn't want to let her down and waste her potential. It's why I broke my back to make sure she went to a good school.

Gabriel's small and deep laugh makes me turn to him. There was something akin to pride shining in his eyes. It's almost like his eyes were speaking the words his mouth couldn't.

I know how he feels. I struggled with this a lot, even though I was proud of her. She shared a lot with her dad. In addition to the cars, they also shared their love for numbers.

"You could say that," came his reply minutes later.

want to be rich when I grow up," she began. "Like filthy rich. That way, I can give Mama

my heart... And the fact that she called me mama made my heart melt into a mushy goo. She hasn't called me that in a long time. Once she hit six years old, she transitioned from calling

his stare. From the corner of my eyes, I see him nod, and then we all get

fired again after a while, making me groan

Gabriel that, given the contract,

will all be staying for a while,"

question: are you mom's boyfriend?

"Lilly!"

What was I going to do with

then back to

those are two questions, and second of all, yes, I'm going to marry your

pink lips broadened in a wide smile at

believe that she would say that so confidently in front of Gabriel... Then again, why am I so

embarrassed. Gabriel was the last person