My ex husband wants me back (Daven and Althea) novel Chapter 676

Chapter 676

“Like what?”

“Being… warm to strangers.”

Lydia chewed slowly before answering. “No. I’m selective.”

“Then why me?”

“I don’t know,” Lydia said lightly. “Maybe fate?”

That answer left Naomi quiet.

To shift the mood, Lydia began talking about small, ordinary things. About a woman named Althea who, in her opinion, was far too patient for any normal human being. About children who made the house noisy every morning. About one little girl who had once cut the curtains because she wanted to make a “ new window.”

Naomi finally laughed for real. “That actually happened?”

“Unfortunately, yes. And the curtains were expensive. Of course, her father didn’t get angry. He adores his daughter.”

“Lucky little girl,” Naomi said with a faint smile.

“If you knew what that girl had really gone through, you might not say that so easily. But yes…” Lydia’s smile softened. “You’re right. She is a lucky little girl.”

Naomi wanted to ask more, but it felt impolite. Instead, she simply said, “You have a lively life.”

“I have a noisy life,” Lydia corrected. “Sometimes exhausting, but enjoyable.”

Naomi looked at her with gentle eyes. “It sounds blessed.”

Lydia had just lifted her teacup, but she paused for a moment. Then she laughed softly, though this time the sound carried something different beneath it.

“If we had met a few years ago, you wouldn’t say that.”

Naomi frowned. “Why?”

Lydia leaned back in her chair. For the first time that morning, the brightness in her face dimmed little by little.

“I almost died once,” she said calmly.

Naomi froze.

“There was a major accident.” Lydia looked out the window instead of at her. “The car rolled several times. I still remember the smell of gasoline, the sound of breaking glass, and the kind of fear that made

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my body refuse to move.” She gave a small smile devoid of humor. “And of course… blood everywhere.”

She said it lightly, but in her mind, the memory rose vividly again. If not for God’s mercy, she would never

have been sitting here now.

“The funny thing is, I wasn’t afraid of dying.” Lydia’s voice turned quieter. “I was afraid no one would

know I was still alive.”

Naomi listened without blinking.

“I survived. But after that, my life was a mess for quite a while.” Lydia slowly turned the teacup in her hands. “So when you say my life is blessed… maybe that’s true now. But it wasn’t always.”

“I’m sorry,” Naomi whispered.

“For what?”

“I spoke as if everything came easily to you.”

“You don’t need to apologize.” Lydia leaned forward slightly. “Actually, there’s something I want you to

know.”

“What is it?”

“People who seem perfectly fine are often the ones who were broken first.”

The words slipped quietly into Naomi’s chest and landed exactly where they hurt. She lowered her gaze, fighting back the tears threatening to return.

Lydia smiled, then nudged the plate of fruit toward her. “Now eat two more pieces. This is part of the therapy.”

Naomi quickly wiped at her eyes. “You always ruin serious moments, don’t you?”

“Absolutely. It’s a gift.”

Naomi laughed softly again, and this time it didn’t feel forced.

But just as she reached for a slice of fruit, her movement stopped.

Her face drained of color in an instant. The faint smile that had just returned vanished completely.

“Naomi?” Lydia noticed the change immediately. “What’s wrong?”

Naomi clapped a hand over her mouth. Her breathing turned short and uneven. “I-”

She stood too quickly, nearly stumbling as the chair scraped harshly across the floor behind her. Lydia

rose at once.

“Naomi!”

The girl didn’t answer. She rushed toward the nearest bathroom, hand still pressed over her mouth.

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Seconds later, the sound of vomiting came clearly through the half-open door.

Lydia hurried after her.

Naomi was on her knees in front of the toilet, her body shaking violently, one hand braced weakly against the marble floor. Her hair had fallen forward in disarray, hiding most of her face.

“Oh my God.” Lydia quickly gathered Naomi’s hair back and held it away from her face. “Easy. Breathe slowly.”

Naomi vomited again, though there was little left in her stomach. Her body trembled harder with the effort. When it was over, she could only cough and gasp for air.

“I’m… sorry…” Her voice was barely audible.

“Don’t apologize for something like this.” Lydia grabbed a small towel, dampened it, and pressed it gently to the back of Naomi’s neck.

The moment she touched her skin, Lydia frowned.

“You’re burning up.”

Naomi squeezed her eyes shut. “My head… feels dizzy.”

Lydia immediately placed the back of her hand against Naomi’s forehead. The heat was far worse than it had been earlier that morning.

“This isn’t just a mild fever.” Her tone turned serious. “You need to get back to bed right now.”

“I can manage.”

“You can’t even stand straight.”

Carefully, Lydia helped Naomi to her feet. The second she stood, Naomi’s knees buckled. Nearly all her weight pitched forward, but Lydia caught her quickly by the waist.

“Hold on to me,” Lydia said firmly. “Just a little farther.”

They moved slowly out of the bathroom. But after only two steps, Naomi suddenly stopped. Her eyes went blank, fixed straight ahead.

“Naomi?” Lydia turned to her, alarmed. “Hey, listen to my voice.”

Naomi’s lips moved faintly. “It’s so cold.”

Even though her body was burning with fever.

The next second, all the strength left her at once. Naomi’s body swayed sharply to the side.

“Naomi!”

Lydia barely managed to catch her. She stopped Naomi’s head from striking the floor, then carefully

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