My Ex-wife, My Destination

Daisy’s P. O. V.

At night, after changing into my nightwear and taking a quick shower, I come to the room and find Hope playing with her toys. Luke is seated beside her, admiring her with a smile on his face.

I stroll toward them, and as I lie between Luke’s legs, resting my head on his chest, he embraces me and kisses my head.

“Your hair smells so good, Butterfly,” he whispers, nuzzling against my hair and stroking my arms.

“Are you getting obsessed with my hair, Mr. Anderson?” I ask, glancing at him over my shoulder.

“Baby, I’m obsessed with everything about you, from hair to heart,” he replies, resting his hand on my heart. “I can’t get enough of you.” His grip on my body becomes tighter, and he holds me close, bringing a smile to my face.

As Hope turns around, she pouts at us in anger, folding her arms across her chest. “How could you both cuddle without me? Very bad, Mommy, very bad, Daddy.”

We both chuckle at her, finding her reaction adorable, causing her to avert her eyes.

“Come here, my little butterfly.” Luke extends his arm to her.

She beams, jumping over me, burying her face in my chest, and Luke hugs both of us.

“That’s perfect now,” she says, wrapping her arms around my neck.

Luke and I exchange a look of pure joy as I turn my face towards him. This is the family moment I had always dreamed of but never thought that I would get it.

“Never cuddle without your Hopi,” she warns us in a possessive tone, raising her head from my chest to look at us. “Understand?”

“It means I can’t hug your Daddy whenever I want?” I tease, gently stroking her hair.

“No, Mommy, you can hug Daddy, but you have to include me too,” she explains, her little face serious.

Luke chuckles. “We promise, princess. You’re always a part of our cuddles when you’re with us.”

Hope’s face lights up with a satisfied smile. “Good,” she declares, snuggling back into my chest.

Luke gently turns my face towards him and gives me a quick kiss on my lips before Hope can catch us and get angry again.

After Hope falls asleep, Luke lifts me in his arms and carries me to the guest room to spend quality time with me.

***

The next day, after dropping Hope off at school, I come to meet Aunt at her cafe. It’s been a few weeks since I haven’t had time to catch up with her. Usually, Luke drops Hope off, but today I did it because he had an early morning video call meeting.

As we settle at our usual corner table by the window, she asks, “So, how are things going between you and Luke?”

“It’s like a dream,” I reply with a huge smile. “Truly, Aunt, I’ve never been so happy before in my life. Luke has become so perfect.”

“Finally, you’re getting the happiness you deserve. I’m glad.”

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“Even if it had taken years for you to accept him, he would have never given up on you. Since the moment I met him, I’ve seen a kind of love in his eyes for you that only the lucky ones ever experience,” she says in a soft tone, which warms my heart.

“Indeed, I feel lucky now. But…” I take a sip of my coffee. “It’s still a bit surreal sometimes. After everything that happened, I never thought we’d get here.”

Aunt pats my hand. “Life has a way of surprising us, Daisy. And it seems like it’s finally given you the happiness you deserve.”

Before I can respond, Aunt glances behind me. “Hey, Luke.”

Luke? What is he doing here? He was busy in a meeting.

He settles down beside me, greeting Aunt. “Hi, Eva.”

“Luke, what are you doing here?” As I ask, he turns his gaze towards me with a glint of anger in his eyes.

Why is he angry? What happened to him?

“I’ll be right back. I have a customer to attend.” Aunt excuses herself and leaves, giving us some privacy.

“Daisy, where is your phone?” He keeps his voice low, but there’s concern in it.

I furrow my brows, confused. “In my bag. Why?”

“Check it,” he says, his jaw clenched.

I pull out my phone from my bag and see several missed calls and messages from him. “Oh no, Luke, I’m so sorry. Hope must have put it on silent while playing games in the car.”

“And you didn’t inform me before coming here. I got worried about you, Daisy,” he says, his voice tinged with concern rather than anger.

I look at him with guilt in my eyes, realising my mistake. “Shit! I thought you would be busy with the meeting. I didn’t want to disturb you.”

“You could have sent me a text before coming here. I was anxious, wondering where you were and why you hadn’t come back after dropping Hope at school. Then you weren’t even answering my calls, so I called the driver. Please, Daisy, never do that again,” he requests, taking my hand in his. “You have no idea what my condition was. I thought…”

I silence him by hugging him. “I’m fine, Luke. And I promise I’ll never do this again,” I reassure him, rubbing his back.

“I’m afraid to lose you, Butterfly,” he whispers, holding me tighter into his arms, and I continue to stroke his back.

I was such an idiot not to inform him.

After a few minutes, as we pull apart, I question him, “Feeling better?”

“Not yet,” his eyes glint with mischief, causing my brows to narrow in confusion.

What’s going on in his mind now?

He moves closer to my ear, making my breath heavy. “I’ll feel better after teaching you a lesson. Don’t you think you deserve a punishment, Daisy?” My heart skips a beat as he mentions the word ‘punishment’ after five years. “Tell me.”

“I deserve it,” I whisper, my cheeks turning red, and my heart pounding with anticipation.

He rises from his seat. “Let’s go back home then.”

I stand up, and then we say a quick goodbye to Aunt Eva before leaving the cafe. As we walk to the car, Luke keeps his hand on my back, his touch both comforting and electrifying.

I can’t wait to reach home and see what he has planned for me.

Will he spank me? Or will he do something else?

We both stay silent, and I keep wondering about what he’ll do the entire way back home.