The Returning Ex

Matilda had one question she wanted to ask. “How’s Yolanda doing? Better?” William froze, then Matilda smiled. “Don’t think too much about it. I’m just asking.”

A while later, he answered, “She’s healing up now, though she’ll be needing a clutch. She can handle daily tasks though.”

“That’s good to hear,” Matilda answered, then they said nothing more.

William looked back at her a few times before explaining, “Yolanda’s been living alone, so it’s hard for her, and she didn’t even tell her family about this, so I wanted to help her.”

“Oh.” Matilda looked at him. “You don’t have to tell me about it. You must have your own reasons. I would have minded in the past, but not now. We aren’t a couple, so this isn’t what I should care about. You don’t have to tell me either.” She looked ahead. “To be honest, if you were to ask me whether I regret my actions, I’d say no, I don’t. William, in the past, you were nice to me, and I know I’ve been unreasonable, but my reaction toward Yolanda was normal. You guys were the ones who didn’t care about how I felt.” Then she shook her head. “Forget it. Why did I even say that? It’s all in the past now.”

no need for any explanation now that they were at this point. It’d be useless, so they walked around for a while more before going back

at Sophia. “I only want Sophia to

 So everyone hates me

a word during dinner. Back in the Constance Residence, everyone only focused on eating as well. Old habits die hard

and Matilda would be chatting over dinner, but since Belinda

make sure she was getting enough nutrients. Belinda looked up at her, but Matilda only cared about herself and

long, and everyone put their forks down after a while. Belinda looked at Ms. Cannon. “Nice cooking. With you here, Sophia’s in

madam asked me here to take care of

Matilda felt uncomfortable being addressed that way. Madam? Young madam? We’re divorced women for god’s