Just One Kiss Before Divorcing Me (Martin and Calvin) novel Chapter 135

CH 135

Calvin

He’d seen Marilyn go quiet about halfway through lunch and wondered what she was thinking, then her eyes he noted were only on the boys for a time, and he wondered if she recalled having a family dinner with him

like this before. They’d never done that here in this house, it was always at his parents‘ home.

He wasn’t the only one to notice it either. He saw his mother frown at her, and then when lunch was over, she shooed everyone away bar himself and his father, to help her clear up the dishes and clean up. Marilyn walked out of the room with the boys in tow, and he sighed to himself.

“Just give her time, son,” his father stated.

He’d not said anything at all, and his mother kept them busy in the kitchen for well over an hour and then just latched onto him after his father left the room. “Give the girl some space, Calvin, I don’t think she is at all used to having a meal like this, a bit on the overwhelming side, for her. The boys are very happy, but that I think is to be expected. It’s not only their first Christmas with you and all of us. It’s something they clearly wanted, and she is allowing, maybe she’s not actually ready to do this herself, but pushes through with it for the boys, for you even, trying to… maybe make up for lost years for the three of you.”

“Something she has not had in eight years; it’s always just been her and the twins.” He nodded. “Again, something that is my fault.”

“I don’t know if she thinks that is your fault. She just probably needs to spend some time alone with either

dle, all of us a herself or just the boys. That would be her normal everyday thing. This family, we’re a lot t family–orientated and get along, and she’s had to deal with us since yesterday as well. Might just need a moment to herself this afternoon.”

He nodded. “If that is what she wants, I’ll give it to her.” Calvin nodded. There was nothing more that he could

1. do.

“May I ask Calvin, why are she and the twins in the guesthouse? This was her home.” She was frowning up at

him now.

“It’s where she wants to be. Told me she’s not Marrin. This was never her house. I couldn’t argue with that, and unless she gets her memories back, that’s likely how it will stay.” And he knew it was. She might recall the house, but he had no idea what memories she held from her time here. “Though I think she picked something up during lunch, I don’t know what. I don’t even know if I should ask her either.”

“Maybe son, just leave it alone for now. She’s doing you a solid right now, by being here… what are you doing for New Year’s?” she suddenly changed the subject.

He stared at her for a moment and then answered her question, “Nothing, I will be here,”

“You have a party to attend though, I believe,” she commented, reminding him that he did.

“I’ll drop it, no one will really miss me.” he shook his head. “And I think being here with the twins and Marilyn for New Year’s would be better.”

“Perhaps son, you should ask her to accompany you to your New Year’s event She did that with you for three years, was on your arm for the ring in. Maybe that might help regain some of her memories

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“I doubt she’ll willingly be on my arm mother, has kept it completely formal, and only called me Calvin once

since getting here.”

“I’ll take the twins for the night if you can get her to say yes. If she does, buy the girl a beautiful dress and do not step away from her to talk business with anyone.” She pointed right at him. “I mean that, she’s my daughter–in–law, and you’re not going to screw it up a second time around. Do you understand me? On your arm, means all night long.”

He saw them all off an hour later and watched as the twins waved and yelled goodbye. Marilyn was already at the guesthouse. She’d said goodbye to his mother and father, sisters before heading off herself. “Is your mother alright?” he asked the boys.

“Got a headache.” Vincent told him, “She gets them all the time, some are bad.”

That made him frown. He’d seen the list of the side effects that she’d had, and headaches were on the list. She might not get dizzy anymore, but still had headaches. Maybe her quiet demeanour was as simple as she was trying not to show she was in pain. He sighed to himself. If she’d said something earlier, he could have escorted her to her room and made sure she had something for the pain.

“Come on let’s go and check on your mum.” He murmured, as his parent’s car left the estate. The boys were gone, off running down the path to the back of the house. He trailed them in a much calmer manner, and found her walking barefooted out on the grassed area just beyond the gardens, talking on her phone.

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