  Catherine's POV

  

      I fled back home in a panic. When I entered the door,

  

      my heart beat very fast. I’m not sure if it was because James kissed me. 

  

      I know that I still have feelings for him, but last time when I believed that he was the man I could spend my life with, I fell down from paradise to hell.

  

      Probably, I was just afraid to get hurt again. This time, it wouldn't just be me but also the children.

  

      I poured myself a glass of wine and lay on the sofa.

  

      The more I thought about it, the more worried I was. What if James really want to fight for custody of the children?

  

      I grabbed my phone and texted, “What do you mean?”

  

      He replied quickly, as if he had predicted that I would text him, “About what?”

  

      “The kiss”

  

      “Don’t you get it, Cat? I want you to come back to me. I missed you so m

  James’ POV

  

      I still believe that I can win Catherine back. After all, we had an eight-year marriage and now she had my kids. So I guessed the surprise of tomorrow will make her impressed and touched.

  

      However, she rejected me. Why? I felt upset.

  

      I stood in a daze, looking at the large cart of red

  

      roses. I felt like a clown. How could this happen? 'Did I deserve this? I

  

      only wanted my family back.'

  

      I kept questioning myself on how exactly I could win

  

      Catherine's heart.

  

      I distributed the roses to the passers-by, and I was

  

      sad as they laughed happily. Inside my heart, I couldn't deny that I envied

  

      them.

  

      My heart seemed to be blocked by something. It was so

  

      heavy that I felt like I couldn't breathe.

  

      I came to the bar with great sadness.

  

      I h

  James' POV

  

      I didn't know why. Impulsively, I ran after Catherine and hugged her from behind. Both of us were nervous, and our bodies trembled slightly.

  

      We hadn't hugged like this for a long time. In the past, I liked to hug her from behind, and she would look back at me and smile at me. Then we would kiss warmly.

  

      Today, she looked back at me like before, but there was no smile in her eyes. Instead, there was tension, fear, and disgust.

  

      When did I become such a person to her?

  

      After we divorced, I had been immersed in anger and never even thought of talking to her.

  

      Was I wrong?

  

      For the first time, I began to reflect.

  

      She scolded me in a low voice, "Let go of me, James. Don't make me hate you more. It's the kids' birthday, and I don't want to ruin it. Let go of me!"

  

      Today was the kids' birth

Catherine's POV
  
      I fled back home in a panic. When I entered the door,
  
      my heart beat very fast. I’m not sure if it was because James kissed me. 
  
      I know that I still have feelings for him, but last time when I believed that he was the man I could spend my life with, I fell down from paradise to hell.
  
      Probably, I was just afraid to get hurt again. This time, it wouldn't just be me but also the children.
  
      I poured myself a glass of wine and lay on the sofa.
  
      The more I thought about it, the more worried I was. What if James really want to fight for custody of the children?
  
      I grabbed my phone and texted, “What do you mean?”
  
      He replied quickly, as if he had predicted that I would text him, “About what?”
  
      “The kiss”
  
      “Don’t you get it, Cat? I want you to come back to me. I missed you so much.”
  
      His words pissed me off. Who does he take me for? A woman who c

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