My ex-husband’s nightmare (Lydia and Mason) novel Chapter 109

Chapter 109

Chapter 109

Mason

Uncle Mac? Who is that? Was Lydia dating someone already? The thought of this didn’t sit well with me at all. Why would she be dating someone else? And the kids knew him?

“Yes, Mom, what about him? I thought he was your boyfriend,” Liam added, Now all three of us were looking at Lydia for an explanation.

“Where did you learn that word from?” Lydia asked, eyes wide, more interested in the fact that they knew the word. Like, who didn’t know the word ‘boyfriend‘?

On the other hand, my interest has now shifted to this Mac guy.

“From Linda’s dad,” Melanie replied in her angelic voice. I could see the confusion in Lydia’s eyes.

“Her mom’s boyfriend always comes to pick her up and Nathan,” Liam explained.

“Is it a bad word?” Melanie asked.

“No, it’s not,” I replied with a smile. She nodded, her attention moving to Lydia as if waiting for her confirmation.

“It’s not a bad word. Uncle Mac and I are friends.”

“Oh, really.” Melanie’s face dropped.

“So is Mason over here. He is Mom’s friend and nothing more.” Did she have to add that?

“Let’s go.”

“Will he be taking us home?” Liam asked as we moved to the side of the car.

“Yes.”

“Yah!!”

I sat behind the steering wheel, feeling complete. I haven’t felt this way in a long time. Liam and Melanie chattered all through, while Lydia

was silent.

My eyes flicked to the rearview mirror from time to time. “If you don’t keep your eyes ahead, we’ll get into an accident,” Lydia warned, her

voice almost a whisper.

I drove to her building and was surprised when Lydia asked me to come in. Excitedly, I stepped out of my car and carried Liam; he seemed to be the only one who had opened up to me.

“You said you want to spend time with them. So, wait here to freshen up and come down in a while,” Lydia said before taking them inside.

The sitting room had the same design as that of the penthouse. There were different frames scattered over the walls. There was a frame of Lydia and the kids.

I smiled, tracing my fingers along the edge of a frame. Lydia was holding both twins, who should be a few months old.

Before now, I had imagined a thousand things I would do with Melanie and Liam, but now my memory seems to be wiped. It was as if I were having a brain fog; I could not remember what I wanted to do with them.

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Melanie and Liam will be back anytime soon, and I do not want to take them out after the stressful day they’ve had in school.

A part of me wanted to let them take a nap, but the other part wanted to spend some more time with them. After all, spending time with Liam and Melanie meant time with Lydia.

Sitting on the chair, I brought out my phone and opened the search engine. Then I typed, “What are some fun games a father can do with his kids at home?”

Amongst other things, what truly struck me was the drawing. “Okay, that would be nice. I can make paintings with them.” That was settled.

My phone started ringing. Why is Julia calling again? What does she want this time? I ended the call without thinking and switched off my phone. I do not want anyone or anything to interrupt my time with my family.

Lydia came down with Melanie and Liam trailing behind her.

“Mason, guess what I brought.” Liam half–ran and half–walked as he had a smile plastered on his lips, holding a piece of paper.

“What are you holding?” I asked, lifting him off the floor and placing him on the space beside me.

“It’s a drawing I made of Mom and Melanie. Don’t you think Melanie looks so much like you?” I nodded, taking the piece of sheet from him.

On the paper was a drawing of what Melanie and Lydia should look like. I held back a smile, knowing he wanted to hear praise from me.

“It does look like Lydia, though, sorry, your mom,” I quickly corrected myself.

Lydia held Melanie, and they sat opposite me and Liam.

“But this definitely looks like Melanie,” I said.

Melanie got off the couch and walked towards us. She wanted to see the drawing that looked like her.

“Does it look like me?” she asked.

I nodded, bringing it down for her to see.

“I can draw something better than this, though,” I said.

“You are an artist?” Liam asked.

“No, not necessarily an artist. But I know I can do better than you,” I said.

“Maybe it will not be hard to draw with them as I wanted to,” I thought to myself.

“Fine, let’s do this. Mom is going to pick who is better at this between you and me,” Liam said, looking at Lydia, who had a smile on her face

as she stared at us.

And that was how we ended up on the carpet. I sat cross–legged, a red pencil in my hand. Liam and Melanie were seated in front of me while Lydia remained on the couch, staring at us. We decided to draw an elephant and have Lydia pick whose drawing was better.

I worked on the piece of paper with mock seriousness, my brows drawn together as I sketched.

I am not an artist. I just want to have fun, but I did not expect that my drawing would send Melanie and Liam rolling with laughter.

“Do you think you can do better?”

“I can definitely do better,” Liam said, convinced.

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I looked towards Melanie; she seemed freer with me right now.

“Of course, I can do better than you,” her voice was soft as always.

“Fine, let’s see what you got. Are you done?” I questioned, folding my hands across my chest and tilting my head to the side.

“Give me a moment, let me quickly finish up,” Liam said.

But Melanie held up a paper. “I’m done with mine. You can take a look.” She handed it over to me.

Hers was as bad as mine, if not more. The strokes were out of line, the legs were unnecessarily long, and the tail was tiny.

“I think Melanie’s drawing is by far better than Mason’s,” Lydia said.

A warm breath hit the side of my face. Lydia was standing close to me, bending slightly to see Melanie’s drawing.

“Yeah, Mom thinks my drawing is better than Mason’s drawing,” Melanie repeated.

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