Ex-Husband's Regret

Chapter 0493

Harper.

"I want you and Lilly to accompany me somewhere," Gabriel announces.

I was in our bedroom, folding clean clothes. Sure, we do have a housekeeper, but I am not used to sitting and twiddling my thumbs. It feels weird that I was used to doing everything by myself, and now there is someone else doing those things for me. I like keeping busy. I can't spend the whole weekend doing nothing.

"Your parent's are coming for dinner, Gabriel, or have you forgotten that?" I ask.

I carry some of the folded clothes and walk into the walk-in closet, where I put them in the respective drawers. Gabriel, just like me, is really organized. Liam wasn't, and that used to irritate me to the point of driving me mad.

We were married, so we had to find a way to live together with each other's flaws. It wasn't always easy, but we found a way to compromise.

I come out of the closet to find him seated on the bed. He's folding some of the clothes that were lying on the bed. "No, I haven't forgotten," he answers, placing the folded cloth on top of the other bunch. "But they'll be here in the evening. We have a couple of hours before then. More than enough."

I stop what I'm doing and just stare at him. There was something in his eyes. There is a certain kind of gleam that I can't explain.

"What's this about?" I ask suspiciously.

I want you to see.

don't really

them is that you never know what you are getting. Either you like it or you don't, and when you don't like

things I completely hated. He thought he knew me, but he really didn't, given that he didn't spend much time with me and Andrew.

this one, I

pushing, but that gleam in his eyes stops me. He really does want to

concede, marriage needs compromise, right? This is

walk to

go," I say, pulling his

back to

down at myself before looking back at him. "What's wrong with what I am

pants," he says hesitantly, his words

but

to tell me what I can and can't wear, Gabriel?" My hands are fisted on my waist, and my eyes