My Ex-wife, My Destination

Daisy’s P. O. V.

“Daddy, it must be hurting you so much.” Hope sobs, sitting beside Luke on the hospital bed, and I stand behind her.

“No, princess. Daddy is fine.” Luke wipes her tears with his thumb. “Don’t cry.”

This was the reason I hadn’t let Hope meet Luke for two days. I knew she would cry, and seeing her tears would break Luke’s and my heart. She can’t bear to see her favourite people in pain. But she had been begging to see her daddy, and I couldn’t keep them apart any longer.

Luke is recovering fast, and he’ll be discharged from the hospital within a week. Seeing him injured breaks my heart too, but I know I have to be strong for him.

“But you look hurt, Daddy.” Hope sniffs. “Hope can’t see you like this.” She pouts sadly at him.

Luke glances at me, and I can see the pain in his eyes from seeing our daughter so worried. I blink at him in reassurance.

“Hopi, Daddy is just a little injured.” I place my hands on her shoulders and squeeze them slightly. “He will be back to playing with you in no time.”

She turns towards me and hugs me, burying her face in my belly. “I can’t see Daddy like this, Mommy.”

As I ruffle Hope’s hair, Luke and I exchange a concerned glance. Suddenly, Luke’s eyes light up as if an idea has struck him, and my eyes narrow in confusion.

He gives me a reassuring smile before turning his gaze towards Hope and placing his hand on her back. “Hope, Daddy and Mommy want to share some good news with you.”

Hope immediately pulls away from me and turns towards Luke, her eyes gleaming. “What good news, Daddy?”

What good news is he talking about? I stare at him, baffled.

Luke looks at me through the corner of his eyes and smiles. “Your Mommy and Daddy are going to get married soon,” Luke tells her in a cheerful tone.

Butterflies flutter in my stomach.

For two days, I was so busy taking care of Luke that I completely forgot that I’m going to become Luke Anderson’s wife again-the man I’ve loved with every fibre of my being since I discovered the true meaning of love.

I still find it hard to believe that the person who once saw me as nothing more than trash now holds me as the most precious person in his life.

However, now I have decided to let go of the past, which caused me pain for five years and embrace the beauty of my present.

“What? Marriage? You mean you two will become husband and wife, right, Daddy?” Hope enquires, staring at us with curiosity in her blue eyes.

“Yes, Hopi.” I nod, gently holding her chin with one hand and tucking her hair behind her ears with the other.

“Wow! Mommy and Daddy will be a couple!”She exclaims, clapping her hands excitedly. Thanks to Luke, a smile finally spread across our daughter’s face, and he couldn’t have shared the news at a better time.

She climbs down the bed and rushes to the sofa before jumping on it, singing. “Mommy and Daddy will be a couple… Hope is over the moon.”

Luke and I exchange warm smiles as we admire her. I glance at Luke and murmur, “Thank you,” grateful that he lifted our princess’s spirits so effortlessly. He takes my hand and places a soft kiss on my knuckles, his eyes locked on me with affection.

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Five Months Later

I sit in front of the mirror, clad in a white wedding gown, with my hair elegantly tied up in a bun with a middle parting. This is the second time I’m preparing to marry Luke. However, everything has changed now. Initially, I was merely a woman Luke sought to exact revenge upon. Now, he wishes to marry me to spend the rest of his life proving his deep love for me.

I’m filled with excitement. I never thought that I would see this day. It feels like a dream. I’m going to become the wife of Luke Anderson again.

Oh God! It’s unbelievable.

If someone had told me one year ago that Luke would return to my life and marry me, I would have called that person crazy and laughed it off. Luke’s return seemed impossible, and the idea of marrying him again was beyond my wildest dreams. Yet, here I am, moments away from becoming Mrs. Daisy Anderson once more.

“I’m so excited! Today is Hope’s Mommy and Daddy’s wedding.” Hope jumps on the bed with boundless joy, thrilled that her parents are becoming husband and wife. She has been squealing and jumping like this for the past five months. She is dressed in a white dress with puff sleeves and her blonde hair pinned back with a bow.

I can’t take my eyes off her; she looks so adorable. On my wedding day, she looks prettier than me, and I couldn’t be happier about it.

My bridesmaids, Ella and Sofia, stand beside me with smiles, their eyes filled with happiness for me.

Ella adjusts my veil with gentle hands, asking in a low voice, “Are you going to use handcuffs again on the first night?”

God! Will she ever stop teasing me about that incident?

I glare at her through the mirror. “Hope is here, keep quiet.”

Ella and Sofia laugh at me, and my cheeks turn red as I think about how our first night after marriage will be. I know it’s going to be special.

“I’m so happy for you, Daisy. Finally, you’re getting what you truly deserve.” As I stand up, Aunt Eva gives me a hug.

“Thank you, Aunt.” I pass her a smile as we pull apart.

Hope rushes toward me and says, hugging my legs, “Mommy… Hopi is also happy.”

“I know, princess.” I chuckle, stroking her hair. “Your happiness is clearly visible.”

Luke’s P. O. V.

“You may kiss the bride.” Daisy and I stand at the altar, and as the priest’s words echo, I gently lift Daisy’s veil. Her eyes shimmer, and her lips curve into a contented smile.

“Finally, you’re officially mine, Mrs. Anderson.” I grin, grabbing her waist and pulling her closer to me.

“Yes. I can’t believe it.” Tears of joy trickle down her cheeks, and her voice trembles with emotion. “You have become my husband again.”

“Believe it or not, now I’m all yours, Mrs. Anderson.” I gently wipe off her tears before leaning in and pressing my lips against hers.

It feels so good to call her Mrs. Anderson. It’s a dream come true. Finally, Daisy has become my wife again, but there is a huge difference from the first time we got married. Before, I married her to make her life hell, and today I married her to cherish her till my last breath. Before, I was a husband who never respected his wife; now I’ll become a husband who supports her. This time, I vow to protect her, love her, and make up for all the pain I caused.

As we feel tiny hands trying to pull us apart, we break the kiss. We smile down at Hope, who stands, glaring at us with an angry pout.

“Mommy! Daddy! You can’t kiss each other in front of me. When Hope is here, you must give her full attention,” she demands, her pout deepening as she crosses her arms over her chest.

As Daisy laughs, lifting Hope in her arms and planting a gentle kiss on her cheek, I smile at the sight of my two favourite girls together. “Oh, Hopi, we will never forget about you,” Daisy assures her.

I wrap my arms around both of them. This moment is everything I have dreamed of and more. Hope giggles, her pout disappearing as she wraps her arms around both of our necks.

“Okay, okay, you have our full attention.” I press my forehead against Hope’s. “But you have to promise to share us sometimes. Mommy and Daddy need time together too.”

Hope nods enthusiastically. “Promise! But only a little bit, okay?”

“Deal,” Daisy replies, her eyes meeting mine, and I can see the happiness and contentment in her eyes.

***

Daisy and I share our first dance as husband and wife while Hope, ever the centre of attention, dances around us.

“Thank you for giving me another chance,” I murmur, holding her close to me as we sway gently to the music, completely lost in each other.

Daisy smiles up at me. “Thank you for becoming the man I always knew you could be,” she replies. “I love you, Luke. More than words can say.”

“And I love you more, Butterfly. Forever.” I press my lips on her forehead, cupping her face.