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 on the

that used to be there. It

his arms crossed against his

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 blown

could not find the same frame,

and the copper-like color are the same,

the old Scotts estate

over an hour with William and

sausages, and toast filled the air, making everyone’s stomach growl. They just realized how it was already past nine in the

have breakfast.

dining

I’m famished.”

hungry,” Shantelle

“Me too!” Lucas claimed.

meal, the Scotts told Lucas tales about the house. They

sparked Lucas’ interest about living in

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used to run around the entire house. Sometimes, she would hide from

a special spot here, Lucas. I’ll show you later if it’s still there,” Shantelle

I remember I had that especially made for Shanty,”

Evan sought. “Yes, it’s still there in the

love it here already! So when are we

but of reliving the memories of his grandparents and mother. Plus,

bigger than

in Warlington. Moreover, it

front and back lawn.

eyes rounded at

She turned to

replied to Lucas, Lucas, boy. Your mommy and grandpa still have work in Warlington.

too. You have classmates

that will miss you. Plus, there are about two

You can’t miss school.”

said it to Lucas made

his heart, and he was this close to screaming

come here for vacation, maybe every

be our home. This

vacation home.”

did not hide

pouted, “Only on vacation?”

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

asked, “Is that okay,

“Vacation?” Evan asked.

breaks, holidays, and some weekends,” William proposed. “We can’t just

understand that.”

air down

by with many years of nothing – no Shantelle and no

to cherish it.

course! Of course!” He