Chapter 125

NOAH “Uncle, you seem a little taller than that uncle,” Aiden said innocently. “I can see better when you carry me.” My gaze followed the direction of his eyes. Liam. I was one eighty-eight. Liam was just over one eighty at most. The difference wasn’t much—but it was enough for a child to notice. I let out a scoff. “Do you even know who that man is?” I said coolly. “And you just let him carry you like that.” Aiden leaned forward slightly, his small hands resting on my head, his face full of confusion as he looked down at me. “That’s your Aunt Olivia’s husband,” I said, my tone flat and unforgiving. I lifted my chin, looking up at him. “Do you know what a husband is, Aiden?” I continued. “He’s the person she shares her life with. The one she eats with, plans with, and sleeps beside at night.” My voice hardened. “The one who gets all the time you don’t.” “That makes him your rival.” Aiden blinked. “Think about it,” I went on, the words spilling out sharper than necessary. “Olivia hasn’t