The Accidental Wife (Emily and Julian)

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"The feeling way better than I have felt in years." I admitted to my therapist.

"Is it because she's back?" Cara asked me and I nodded.

When I first saw her on TV, I thought I was hallucinating. I couldn't believe that she was there in front of me. I couldn't believe that we were finally in the same state again." I stopped talking for a moment. "I spoke to her, you know. She wasn't thrilled to see me, but I can't re and I need to show her that I'm really sorry and that I still love her, but."1 looked down, not knowing how to continue talking.

what?" Cara asked.

"She has a boyfriend." It pained me to say those words out loud.

"And what do you plan on doing!"

"I don't know." I looked down.

*Julian, I understand that you still love her, but you can't ruin her relationship. You need to take her happiness into consideration." I hated how right she was. I didn't plan on ruining her relationship anyway. I didn't plan anything. Nothing was on my mind. All I knew was that I wanted her to be mine again

"And I don't intend to do that. I would rather die than be the reason behind her pain ever again." I did it once and 1 did not plan on committing the same mistake twice.

once

"Listen, I know that it's important to you to fix what was once broken, but I need you to keep in mind that her desires are important here too, Cara felt the need to remind me.

"I will keep that in mind." I took a deep breath and stood up. I didn't want to talk anymore. "I will see you next week," I told my therapist before walking out of the room.

I didn't know what I

was supposed to do to let her allow me to be a part of her life again. Seeing her in front of me brought back every single beautiful memory that we once lived together. I remembered the way we used to dance in the kitchen to her favorite song. I missed her food and the co coffee to the office.

It had been exactly nine days since her return. I hadn't seen her again after seeing her at her event

I wanted her phone number, but Harper refused to give it to me. I knew that she had been talking to her regularly. That wasn't weird, because they used to be close when Emily was my wife. My sister was furious at me when I first told them about the divorce and she proba When I arrived at Mum's house, I found her in the front yard, watering her favourite plants. I made my way towards her and kissed her cheek.

"How was your session today?" she asked.

"Better than many sessions before," I replied. I didn't give her the exact details of my sessions as I felt that they were personal, but I liked to give her general answers, "Is Harper coming today!" I wondered.

-She told me she was coming right after her outing with Em-Amelia. It's so hard to get used to her new name," Mum said. It seemed like their friendship was restored.

"I can't get used to it, either," I agreed with Mum.

While we were talking, a car that surely wasn't Harper's drove through our front gate. When Harper got out of the passenger door, I knew that car was Emily's

Anxiousness found its way to my heart and I did my best to prevent myself from heaving. I watched as she got out of the car and her beauty struck me as always. I loved the baby blue dress sundress she had on. Did she design it? Probably. "It's so good to see

ee you," Mum gushed as she hugged my ex-wife.

"How are you?" Emily asked my mother with a gorgeous smile on her face, then she turned to me and my world stopped for a moment. "Hey, JulianNôvelDrama.Org owns all © content.

"Hi Amelia," I murmured, not trusting my voice. She would always be Emily to me, but I was just calling her with her new name out of respect.

"I'm good, sweetheart. Why don't you join us for dinner tonight?" Mum invited her and I mentally thanked her

"Mayle another time. Her eyes met mine

somewhere to be,"

for a moment and I wondered if her response would have been the same if I hadn't been there. "I have

"I will call you," Mum told her and she nodded. Was she now in contact with every single person in my family but met

watched as she got in her car and drove off and suddenly, I couldn't bear watching her go. Without saying anything to my family. I got in my car.

ignoring them as they kept calling my name. Was 1 stupid for following her? Yes. Did I regret my decision? No.

I didn't know what I was going to tell her if she caught me, but I was willing to take the risk. I wanted to know more about her new life. I wanted to kasow the ones who were allowed in her life.

After an almost forty-minute drive, she arrived at an amusement park. Why was she there alone?

I parked my car away from hers and waited until she got inside and I followed her.

Stalking her like that reminded me of the time I followed her to the grocery store. I thought she was going to act like she didn't know me to get me arrested that night, but she didn't. She had a chance to come back at me for the way I treated her, but she didn't use it. She w After making a phone call, she started walking towards the carousel. I impatiently followed her, wanting to know why she was there. It was obvious that she was about to meet somebody there.

"Mommy!" A little girl's squeal caught my attention. My mouth parted the moment I saw the girl running towards Emily who knelt to the ground and took her in her arms. What the...?

I couldn't hear what they were saying, but it seemed like the little girl was telling Emily something and Emily around them and noticed Sam and Maya. Was she their child'

No, she called Emily mommy. She was Emily's daughter.

The question was, who was the father?

was listening attentively. I looked

Was I her father! She seemed to be four years old or maybe a bit older, which meant that.. I was the father because Emily didn't cheat on me.

My legs suddenly felt heavy, but I pushed myself towards them. I needed to know if I was the father and something kept telling me that the girl was mine.

By now, Emily was up on her feet again and she was holding the little girl's hand. The first one to notice my presence was Sam, whose eyes got wide for a second. He tapped Emily's shoulder, making her look at him. He said nothing but motioned with his head towards m Emily turned around and the moment her eyes landed on me, she paled

"I just have one question," I said, looking at her, and then my eyes fell on the little girl who was looking at me curiously. As I stared at her face, I realized that she had my eyes, but she was a replica of Emily when she was her age. She showed me old photos of her and she Emily didn't wait for me to ask as she said. "Yes... the answer is yes. She's.. She's yours."