Running After my Secret Billionaire Ex-Wife by Yoonworks

Cara was singing all throughout the trip as she enjoyed watching outside the window as Callum was playing some Disney songs that made Cara’s travel more fun for her. 

“She’s so fond of Disney princesses,” Ciara pointed out. 

“I could really tell,” Callum said. “Most of the things she likes are related to Disney 

Ciara remembered the dance Cara wanted to do so badly with a father. She wanted to mention it to Callum, but she wanted her own daughter to decide whom she wanted to dance with, as she didn’t want to decide for herself. 

“Are we almost there!” Cara asked, peeping her head between them. 

“It’s in the province. It’s quite far away,” Callum said, wearing sunglasses while the buttons of his white shirt were opened. 

“How many times have you been there, mommy? Cara asked curiously, as she looked so invested. 

“Hmm… a lot of times 

“Really? And you have ridden a horse?” 

“Yes. Just once…” 

“Oh, I can’t wait to ride a horse too! I brought some outfits for horseback riding!” 

“That’s good. You would be riding a horse there as long as you wanted,” Callum said. 

Cara’s lips stretched. She went back to singing again as she looked outside the window, which made Ciara shake her head while smiling at how excited her daughter was. 

It was already almost evening when they completely reached the place. The sunset was now  the whole place while it was almost getting darker. 

When the car entered the gate and they were heading to the white house, Cara’s eyes were now glued to the green open space where the mango trees were aligned, and it looked so wide. 

“Those are mango trees, Ciara said 

“Wow. Can we eat them, mommy?” 

“If there are already some ripe mangoes, then we can,” Ciara answered. 

The car stopped right in front of the white house. He went out first, opened the door of the front seat, and opened the back seat as well, while the housekeeper went out of the house to help them with things. 

Cara was so amazed as she roamed her eyes around. She wanted to go to the ranch as soon as possible and see the horses, but then it was almost getting dark and they just arrived. 

“We could do it tomorrow morning, Cara. We have a long day, don’t worry,” Cara said as she held her hand and guided her Inside the house while Callum was ordering where the things should be put. This belongs to NôvelDrama.Org: ©.

“Who owns this house, mommy?” Cara asked. 

“It was mine from the past, but as your father said, he bought the whole land, and he renovated this house as well which he 

now owns.” 

Cara roamed her eyes around amusingly. The style wasn’t really modern, as it was mixed with European interior design, such as the ceiling with angels singing in their trumpets and the marble–made tiles. 

“You are Mrs. Haynes, ma’am?” The old woman, who was the housekeeper, smiled warmly at Ciara. 

“Oh “Ciara doesn’t know what to say. 

“I’ve seen your photo in the master’s bedroom with Sir Callum. I am Jessie, the caretaker of the house. I didn’t know you two had a daughter. She smiled and looked at Cara. 

Ciara only similed as well, looking at Cara, who was looking at the woman too. 

Chapter 

“Hello. 1 am Cara. Nice to meet y 

she said in a respectful voice that made Jessie smile even more. 

“Hello, Cara. Wow. You looked like your mother a lot,” she giggled. 

Cara appreciated the house so much. It was so cozy, and she felt comfortable being there. When dinner came and Jessie prepared them something they could eat, the whole topic revolved around Cara’s adventure tomorrow while riding the horse. 

They were all exhausted from the trip, but they still managed to talk until they decided to go to sleep early for a morning tour of the land while riding the horse, as Callum also told Jessie to prepare a feast for them tomorrow. 

The master bedroom was actually big, where Jessie put all of their things as Ciara and Cara went to the bathroom first for a night’s bath before going to bed. When they went out and Callum was also there, busy with his phone, Ciara realized that the three of them would be sharing rooms. 

“The other room was not yet fully constructed since I hadn’t thought of this. But there was still a bed there. I could sleep. there,” he said. 

Clara looked at the bed. It was big, though. They would all fit if they decided to share beds, knowing Cara would always prefer sleeping with her mom. 

“I could sleep in between you two,” Cara said. 

Callum and Ciara looked at each other, as they didn’t expect Cara to suggest it. 

“Besides, the bed is big. Mr. Haynes. We will all fit,” she added. 

And just like that, Callum slowly nodded. He also likes the idea of sharing the bed with them. Though he was still pursuing the two, to be able to share the room seemed like they were already one big happy family on a trip and sharing rooms. 

Ciara cleared her throat and guided Cara in front of the big mirror so they could do their night routine together, which was the skin care, while Callum was watching them two as he was on his laptop. 

Callum was glancing at them from time to time. Ciara and Cara were both on their little bond, putting skin care on their faces like they got used to. 

After their nightly skincare routine, they went to the walk–in and changed into their pajamas, as they’re both matching as well Though it was only Cara’s pajamas that matched the color of Ciara’s nightgown, 

That’s why when they went out of the walk–in closet when Callum lifted his eyes and gazed at her wholly, Ciara could feel the intensity of his stare and that there was already a lewd scene happening in his mind because of the way he looked at her. 

Ciara cleared her throat and looked at Cara, who walked to the bedside table as she picked up a frame. 

“This is you, mommy, Cara pointed out. “And it was taken in Paris.” 

“Yes. We went there years ago together for a trip. 

Cara was a bit stunned by the photo since Ciara doesn’t really show any photo of her with Callum because she deleted it right. away and erased everything that would remind her of Callum when she moved to Paris. 

Ciara found Callum’s eyes checking her out again. Callurn just bit his lower lip, arched his brow, and took his eyes back to his laptop as he continued what he was doing. 

“It’s already your bedtime. Come here. I’ll read you a bedtime story.” Ciara sat on the bed and patted it. 

Cara nodded and crawled to the bed, in between them. And when Callum noticed that they were now going to lie, he closed his laptop so he could pay attention to them. 

Ciara went to their bag and took out the book she brought for Cara’s bedtime stories, including her bunny, which she couldn’t sleep without 

“My mommy read bedtime stories for me,” Cara said to Callum, who was crossing his arms while leaning against the headboard of the bed while they were talking when Clara went back to bed. 

“Can I read your one too? Callum offered. 

“Uh, you can use your voice for the male since mommy imitates male voices for those parts. You can have that part, Cara said. 

“Alright. I’ll try my best.” 

Ciara smiled while thinking that it was so out of character for Callum to read bedtime stories and to be so into it using his voice, which she would always do at night because it was part of her bond with Carn. 

“Here’s your bunny.. Ciara gave the bunny to Cara as she went back to her position beside her and opened the book so she could start reading it. 

Cara leaned against the headboard as she started reading the book. 

“Once upon a time, there was a princess who was waiting for her prince,” she started in her gentle voice. 

Callum looked at Ciara, amused by how she was lacking in character. She continued reading it despite the deep and intense stare Callum was making at her, as he seemed to be listening carefully as well. 

So when it was the prince’s turn to read, she gave the book to Callum, who cleared his throat. 

“Hello, my princess. I am Jusvan, a prince. Do you want to go with me to the castle and live with me?” Callum read carefully in a princely tone that made Cara so invested and hooked. 

But to Ciara, it seems like it was Callum who was saying it to her. It’s Callum who’s proposing to her again because of the way her stomach churned. And not the prince he was reading. 

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