The Return Of His Ex Wife
Chapter 16: At The Supermarket 1

Chapter 16: At The Supermarket 1

Tara’s POV

I had to stop him immediately to shut him up because what nonsense was he spewing?

"I’m telling you, alright. Richard isn’t a kid as you think he is. He’s very smart. Really matured, I mean, dude literally scolded me like my old man would have." His lips parted and eyes drifted off like he was still reliving the moment.

I had to calm down. I wasn’t stupid, Richard was completely capable of saying that. A piece of my heart suddenly started to ache as it dawned on me. My divorce with Derek was really affecting my poor baby than I thought. Heaving in a deep sigh, I focused my attention on Arlo, ready to dispose of him.

He would not come into my house and tell me how to be a good mother. "Thank you, I’ll shut the door now on your way out."

His gaze was heavily fixed on me now, possibly judging me even more? "I care about Richard. He’s a very interesting kid. And I just wish that you’d give me a chance to be in his life, as his friend. Not to replace his father." His tone was careful now, softer.

"You don’t have to worry about me flirting with you in any way. I totally respect Richard’s wishes more than you think. And to me, you’ll only be Richard’s mother. Nothing more. I promise."

He seemed honest, who knows? But why did I feel insulted? I was more than Richard’s mother! I was a sexy beautiful woman--

"I’ll leave now so you can shut your door." He said, turning to leave. Suddenly, he turned back. "By the way, I’m still calling you Sunflower from now on."

Then he walked out the door. I shut the door and leaned on it for some sort of support. After a while, I went to meet Richard to ask him personally, wishing that Arlo had been wrong somehow. Ella was on a call with someone, smiling so brightly that I made a mental note to ask who that was later.

I sat on his bed, facing him. "Richard. I’d like to ask you a question, but I want you to be very honest with me, okay? Do you want to become a lawyer like mommy and daddy?"

He stared at me for such a long time, maybe considering whether to lie or tell the truth. Finally, he responded by shaking his head. "I love you, but I don’t like lawyers. I don’t want to be a lawyer."

I crumbled right there at that moment. Arlo had been fucking right! "Okay, but why didn’t you say anything to me?"

"I don’t want to disappoint you. You love your job so much."

"No, of course I do. But I became a lawyer because I wanted to. Grandpa never forced me to. And I won’t do that to you either. I love you more than you know, and I would support you no matter what you want to be, okay?"

"Really? I love science and engineering! And lots of mathematics. I don’t like law. Or art stuff." He looked so happy having to admit that now.

I pulled him closer in a hug. "Next time, no matter how hard or silly you might think it is, come to me and tell me. I need you to trust that I’ll alway have your back because who’s your number one fan again?"

"You are!"

"That’s right, baby."

"Do you think I can meet with Arlo again next week? He says I’m cool." Richard said happily.

"Sure thing, honey." That didn’t come from me wholeheartedly, but maybe I should start to give Arlo a chance.

I grabbed on my coat and a small purse, ready to head out. I needed some fresh air to clear my head. The maid had said we were out of milk so I immediately offered to get some from the supermarket nearby.

The cold breeze sipped through my nostrils, refreshing me wholly. I liked how the wind howled lowly like a whisper past my ears.

At the supermarket, I headed over to the milk section straight, since I didn’t want to spend much time out. If I had gone through looking around, I probably would have spent at least an hour picking things we wouldn’t even need. This supermarket had that effect on me making me think I needed literally everything I set my eyes on.

A figure bumped into me and funny enough, I hadn’t even seen her walking towards me. I stepped back a little, waiting for an apology. Only for me to see who it had been. What a shitty evening I was about to have.

"What is this? Are you blind or something--!" She paused, taking a closer look at me now. I turned to leave, hoping she wouldn’t recognize me but she called out, "Tara? What is this? It is you, or am I having a nightmare?? No, it is you!"

A frown appeared on my face but I was able to keep my cool. "Hello Alice," she gasped, shocked I had called her by her name. But I was no longer married to her son so there wasn’t any need to call her mother anymore.

"What nonsense is this! How dare you call me by my name? You filthy idiot. We have looked everywhere for you but it turned out you just disappeared after trying to murder my grandchild." She rambled on.

"I’m in a hurry so if you’ll excuse me." I said, not hiding the irritation on my face.

"Hey. Aren’t you going to apologize!" She screeched.

"Apologize for what? That you bumped into me because you weren’t looking at where you were going?" I demanded.

This made her burst out in laughter. "Have you forgotten who I am? I will show you a lesson right now. Apologize or be ready to get embarrassed."

I stood tall, "no. You apologize, Alice. Or get out of my front right now."

"Fine. You brought this on yourself. This filthy rag thinks she can abuse me! How dare you!" Now she was raising her voice now, creating an unwanted scenario!