The Billionaire's Forgotten Wife

That night, Xavier who has gone quiet for the past few days, suddenly calls Cassidy. She’s sitting on the couch in the living room with Clara, chatting over a cup of tea while Claire plays on the floor nearby with her Lego bricks.

Cassidy sees Xavier’s name flash on her screen and picks up immediately. "Hey, Xav. What’s up?"

"I’m downstairs," he says. "In your apartment lobby. Can I come see you guys?"

Cassidy blinks. "You’re already here? Why didn’t you just come up instead of calling?"

There’s a short pause. "I wasn’t sure if I’d be bothering you."

Cassidy frowns. "You never bother me. Don’t talk like you’re some stranger."

"You’re right," he says softly. "I’ll come up now."

"Okay. I’ll be waiting."

Cassidy ends the call and turns to Claire.

"Guess who’s coming?"

Claire pauses mid-build and looks up. "Uncle Zeke?"

Cassidy lets out a laugh. "You already spent time with Uncle Zeke today. Why him again? Nope. It’s Uncle Xavier."