The Accidental Wife (Emily and Julian)

"Why did you feel the need to visit Julian in his office?" I calmly asked Matt as the two of us sat in my backyard. I messaged him earlier, telling him I wanted to talk. Julian canie to pick up Rosie an hour and a half ago, so it was just the two of us. Matt scoffed as he rolled his eyes. "It didn't take him long to inform you."

Just wanted to understand his point of

"That doesn't answer my question, Matt Why did you feel the need to talk to Julian?" I didn't want to fight. I just view.

lon't like his being around you," Matt replied.

"Because I don't

I sighed and kept my eyes fixated on him. "He is my daughter's father. I can't just prevent him from seeing her here."

"Yes, you can! He isn't just your daughter's father, Amelia, Stop lying to yourself!" he snapped.

"Julian hasn't done anything to make me question his motives." He hadn't done anything, right! "He comes here to see Rosie and play with her. I'm doing my best to provide her with a healthy environment."

"And this healthy environment should be here? Can't it exist anywhere else?" he exclaimed, standing up.

"This is her home! Of course, it should be here." I stood up too. The conversation was getting heated, and I didn't want that.Please check at N/ôvel(D)rama.Org.

"Julian still loves you!" Matt shouted, but his voice was filled with frustration, not anger,

"If you plan on shouting, maybe we should get inside. I don't want to piss off my neighbours," I calmly stated.

"Fine, let's get inside." He stormed inside and I followed him. That wasn't my original plan. I wanted to have a civil conversation about this, but I guess it was hard to do so when the matter involved your ex and your current partner.

I knew Julian still loved me, but he didn't do anything to try to take me from Matt. He respected my new relationship and although I saw it in his eyes that he didn't like the fact that I wasn't his, he didn't do anything to ruin my relationship with Matt.

I to

"Listen, Matt." I took a deep breath. "I know quite well that this isn't the best situation. I know that it is hard to accept the presence of my ex

in my life, but from day one, I didn't lie to you. When we started to know each other, I told you about Rosie and I told you about my plans to come back to California. I told you I wanted her father to be involved in her life, so what's new?" "Haven't you seen the pictures, Amelia? Haven't you seen the way he looked at you?" Matt hissed.

"I sprained my ankle, and he was helping me out!" I exclaimed. "I couldn't even take a step because the pain was so bad! And he was just worried! He didn't even touch me inappropriately while helping me!"

"Amelia, 1 don't like where this is going. You need to stop him from coming here," Matt insisted. "If you're embarrassed and can't find a way to tell this to him yourself, I can do the hard work for you."

"I'm not going to prevent Rosie from seeing her father here and that's final," I said, sitting down on the beige recliner

"Yes"

all that you have to say?" Matt seemed pissed.

"Then I need time. I don't think I can handle this."

Was he breaking up with me?

"Are you breaking up with me?" I voiced out the question that took over my thoughts.

"No, I just need to think about how our relationship is going. I will call you. Without saying anything else, Matt made his way towards the door.

I rested my back against the recliner and closed my eyes, trying to think about everything.

When Julian divorced me, I was devastated. It seemed like my world was coming to an end. But as I sat here and thought about what Matt had just said, I realized that I wasn't upset in the least way. Was that a sign"

I knew that it was hard to accept the type of life I wanted for my daughter, but I wanted Julian to have a role in his daughter's life. I wanted him to be involved and he wanted that too. I already felt bad for taking away four years of her life from him. I couldn't take more. What if I wasn't ready to take my relationship with Matt a step further! If he broke up with me, would that be for the best?

I wanted to talk to Maya, but I wasn't going to bother her with my problems now. She was busy with the wedding preparations.

I got up from my place and made my way to the kitchen. I didn't have the appetite to have dinner, but I needed something to calm me down, Mi

11:07 AM

ended up making chamomile tea.

Before going to bed, I decided to check my phone and found a message from Julian. I smiled a little when I opened it because it was a picture of them with flour on their noses and a simple goodnight written on it. What were they doing? Did Julian learn how to bake after 'She's all good and fast asleep beside me. We made muffins together. They turned out bad and we both decided to leave baking for you from now on" I laughed at his message.

Til make sure to make you muffins! Goodnight I replied. I got a reply from him almost instantly wishing me to have a goodnight

I drank my tea in silence and kept thinking about my relationship with Matt. If he broke up with me, would Julian try to make a move? And if Julian made a move, would I accept him back as my lover! Was I ready to completely forgive him for what he had done to me? I wou I did my best to silence my screaming thoughts and closed my eyes in an attempt to fall asleep.

I woke up the next day to somebody ringing the doorbell. I wasn't expecting anybody to pay me a visit on a Saturday morning. I pushed myself out of bed and made my way downstairs.

When I looked through the peephole, I saw Matt standing outside. Slowly, I opened the door and found him in front of me with a huge bouquet of red roses.

"Amelia, I'm so sorry. When I got back home last night, I realized that I had messed up, so I'm here to apologize. You were right. Rosie deserves to see her

father at your place, and I completely understand. I was just jealous. Please forgive me." He extended the bouquet towards me, and my heartbeats started to race. He made a quick return. I thought he was going to take at least a week.

"Do you forgive me!" he asked, tearing my heart with guilt.

"Yes," I whispered and managed to feign a smile.

The heaviness I felt when he took a step towards me and kissed my lips made me question our entire relationship.