The CEO’s Ex-Wife Is A Famous Doctor

Chapter 56: Vacation Home

Shantelle looked away but was already feeling uncomfortable, her ears feeling warm. She and Evan had walked into the doorway, holding hands. Thanks to Lucas, constantly staring at their hands. It gave her mixed emotions, the kind that Shantelle did

not want to entertain.

Evan, on the other hand, was over the moon. It was just a hand, but it was enough to send happy tingles, reaching his heart. He relished the feel of her soft hands against

his. He noticed how her palm was cold, and

he was happy to keep it warm.

“Woah, nice!” Lucas was amazed at the living room chandelier that he stopped guarding his parents’ hand.

Immediately, Shantelle tried to pull out her hand, saying, “He’s not watching anymore.”

“Oh,” Evan regretfully said. Still, he held

Shantelle’s hand. He pulled her hand up to his face, saying, “Your hands are cold.” He blew air into her hand, covering it with his palms, saying, “Much better.”

He swore he saw Shantelle jolt a little, then she stiffened and gasped. He wasn’t sure if he was affecting her in a good way, but he still tried. “Give me your other hand.”

Shantelle hesitated. She glanced to where her parents were, and seeing them studying the pieces of furniture up ahead; she gave

Evan her other hand. Her hands were indeed

cold, but she wasn’t sure if it was because of

the weather.

He breathed out into her palm, warming her skin. When he let go, he asked, “Does that feel better?”

“Thank you.” Shantelle nodded without saying anything and pulled her hand away. She turned to Lucas, saying, “Be careful,

Lucas.”

Then she left Evan to follow after them.

“I know these aren’t the same pieces of furniture, Evan, but it sure feels like it,

Eleanor remarked, her smile reaching her ears, utterly pleased by what she had seen so

far.

From the living room to the bedrooms on the second and third floor, the Scotts saw how it was kept the way Evan remembered it. The beds, the cabinets, how they were strategically placed, all the details were nearly perfect, bringing back happy

memories.

“Ah, this was my bedroom,” Shantelle recalled when she peeked through the said

room.

“And it looks the same!” Eleanor said. She

walked up the window and felt the curtains, saying, “The fabric is… also the same.”

William’s attention was how his study had his portrait

used to be

in his doctor’s uniform, his arms crossed against his chest and his chin

followed William into the study. Seeing his uncle stare at his photo much longer, he revealed, “Father had that same photo of you, and that was what I used. I had it

find the

copper-like color

the old Scotts estate

William and Eleanor,

the sweet scent of bacon, sausages, and toast filled the air, making everyone’s stomach growl. They just realized how it was already past

all have breakfast.

set the dining

I’m famished.”

all hungry,” Shantelle

“Me too!” Lucas claimed.

the Scotts told Lucas

it then, but it sparked Lucas’ interest about

1

would hide from us, and it would take longer for us to

Lucas. I’ll show you later if it’s still there,”

I had that especially made

evergreen maze?” Evan sought. “Yes, it’s still there in the backyard. I just had it trimmed.

already! So when are we moving?”

thought of running around a garden maze, but of reliving the memories of his grandparents and

twice bigger than

in Warlington. Moreover, it had a

front and back lawn.

Shantelle’s eyes rounded at

turned to her

studying his hopeful eyes, William replied to Lucas, Lucas, boy. Your mommy and

too. You have

you. Plus, there are about two months

You can’t miss school.”

way William said it

his breath. Hope filled his heart, and he was this close to screaming his joy. However, it

come here for vacation, maybe every

be our home. This home can

vacation home.”

not hide his dismay.

pouted, “Only on vacation?”

now,” William responded. “For now. Let’s see how

Evan, William asked, “Is that okay,

“Vacation?” Evan asked.

weekends,” William proposed. “We can’t just leave our work, Evan. You have

understand that.”

swallowed air down his

many years of nothing – no Shantelle

to cherish it.

“Of course! Of