Julian stopped a couple of meters away, frowning. “So what exactly do you want?”
“I want Mommy to do it. Daddy, take me to Mommy. I don’t like doctors. I just like Mommy.”
Julian couldn’t help thinking this little guy was way too attached to Madeline, considering they’d only spent a single day together.
“No,” Julian said, shutting him down right away.
Well, that ended the discussion. If they unwrapped the bandage on his head and saw the wound had completely disappeared, that would scare anyone out of their mind.
When the boy refused to budge, Julian decided not to play along. “You can come down when you’ve changed your mind,” he said, turning to leave.
The living room fell completely silent. One adult sat on the sofa, one child perched on the windowsill. Neither looked at the other.
Brady glanced at Josh, eyes flicking between the two. “Hey,” he whispered, nudging Josh, “don’t you think that kid’s personality is a lot like Julian’s?”
Josh grinned. “Noticed that a while ago.”
Father and son continued their silent standoff.
An hour later, Julian got up, face still stormy. He grabbed his coat and car keys, then paused for three seconds. He didn’t even have to say a word. The little guy hopped down and followed right behind him.
Julian looked down at his son, sighed, and said, “You really are a smart one, aren’t you?”
Oliver grinned up at him, all sunshine.
Josh got up from the sofa. “Julian, you’re heading out already?”
Some things never changed. This guy would always put his wife and kid first.
Meanwhile, Madeline and Brenda had finished making a whole feast. Honestly, Madeline did almost all the cooking. Brenda mostly just managed to get in the way.
But Brenda loved doing things up for special occasions. She’d picked up fresh flowers and set the table to look perfect. The only thing missing was turning down the lights and lighting some candles.
Brenda clapped her hands, snapping a photo to post online. “Look at this, we’re eating good tonight.”
Madeline came out carrying two wine glasses. “Let’s dig in.”
Before they could start, Madeline’s phone chimed with a new message. She glanced at the screen.
Oliver: Mommy, Daddy and I are on our way home.
Madeline froze, looking up in surprise.
Brenda stared at her. “What’s up?”
“Julian’s bringing Oliver here.”
Another message popped up.
Oliver: We’re downstairs.
“They’re downstairs already.”
Brenda’s eyes went wide. “Seriously? Well, I… I should get going.” She looked panicked, grabbing her coat and bag in a flash.
Madeline caught her arm. “Why are you running off?”
“All I can think of is how Julian looked when he wanted to throw me into the sea. I said so many bad things to him that day. What if he holds a grudge? I am not sticking around to find out.”
Brenda darted out, but a moment later, her head popped back in. “Good luck, girl.”
And then she was gone.

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