Reclaimed By My Ex-husband

Nathaniel’s eyes drifted to his phone. He stared at it for a moment, his expression thoughtful. Then he picked it up and began scrolling through his contacts. His thumb paused on one name—Eugen.

If anyone could offer some insight, it was him. Without a second thought, he hit dial.

After a few rings, Eugen answered with his usual light and casual voice. "You are calling me this late? Everything alright?"

"Hope I’m not bothering you," Nathaniel said, rubbing his forehead.

"Not at all. Just got back home. What is going on? How is Zara? You are taking care of her, right?"

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Nathaniel exhaled wearily. "She is... emotional."

"Well, she just had a miscarriage," Eugen reminded. "It’s a lot for her to process. Just be patient. Support her. Keep her company—take her out, ask what she wants, where she wants to go. Give her a reason to smile. It’ll help."

"I’m trying," Nathaniel replied. "I’ve even changed my attitude toward her. I’ve started giving her more time, more attention. I took her out to dinner tonight. She seemed happy, really happy. Everything was fine. But then everything changed. She just... shut down. Walked away from me. I don’t know what I did wrong."

"Relax," Eugen said calmly. "You may have said something that upset her without realizing it. Tell me what happened?"

"What?" Nathaniel frowned, clearly annoyed. Did Eugen really expect him to share details about something so personal? "Are you out of your mind? I’m not about to talk to you about what happens between us in private."

"You idiot," Eugen snapped. "Did you force yourself on her?"

"Huh?" Nathaniel couldn’t believe what he had just heard. "Are you insane? Do I look like some thug to you? I’d never force myself on her. I’m not that lost."