Return, My Love: Wooing the Neglected Ex-Wife

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Both families shared medical backgrounds, so the conversation flowed easily.

Lucas wasn’t usually the talkative type, but when the girl began discussing her specialty, the conversation picked up steam, topics tumbling over each other. Molly sat quietly, picking at her food. But with each passing minute, her desire to escape grew.

As the conversation reached its peak, she leaned in and whispered to Allie, “I need to use the restroom.”

“Do you want me to go with you?” Allie offered.

“No, I’m fine,” Molly said, managing a faint smile before standing up.

Lucas’ eyes followed her for a brief moment, but before he could linger too long, the girl pulled him back into their discussion about medicine. Molly stepped away, grateful for a moment of space.

In truth, she had anticipated this day—the moment when Lucas would find someone else and carve out his own life. After all, childhood friends, no matter how close they once were, gradually drift apart with time.

Molly leaned against the wall, exhaling deeply. She’d stay here for a while longer before returning, hoping her emotions would settle.

“Lucas, what do you think of me?” Just then, a voice cut through the air.

Unable to resist, Molly peeked around the corner. There she was, the girl—alone with Lucas.

When their parents were around, the girl had been reserved, almost shy. But without them, she didn’t hesitate to ask Lucas how he felt about her.

Molly couldn’t help but admire the girl’s boldness.

Lucas didn’t respond right away, and Molly’s chest tightened at the quiet tension that filled the space between them.

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Then, without warning, the girl tiptoed forward and planted a brief, gentle kiss on Lucas’ lips. It was quick and light.

Molly’s mind froze. She quickly stepped back, but the image of that kiss lingered in her mind, replaying over and over. She knew she wouldn’t be able to forget it anytime soon.

How much time passed, she couldn’t say, but when she finally returned, Lucas and the girl were sitting there, as though nothing had happened at all.

Molly’s stomach churned, a knot of unease tightening in her chest. “I’m sorry, everyone,” she said softly. “I’m a little tired. I think I’ll head home now.”

Allie stood up. “Do you want me to come with you?”

“No, thank you,” Molly said with forced cheer, trying to mask the storm brewing inside her. “I’ll be fine on my own.”

She politely declined their offers and left the restaurant alone. It had been sunny when she left, but on the way back, rain began to pour.

Molly entered the empty house, and it struck her with sudden clarity: this wasn’t really her home.

As thunder cracked and lightning danced across the sky, she began to pack her suitcase in silence.

She had hoped that visiting Lucas would bring happiness, but it hadn’t. She’d come to the painful realization that it was time to step back—to leave him to his future and return to her own life.noveldrama

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