After the Divorce, My Ex-Wife Just Can't Move On novel Chapter 7

During my study period, I spent most of my time either in the library or fishing by the river with my neighbor.

Occasionally, I'd grab drinks with friends who shared my interests.

Life felt carefree.

However, every morning, Ava sent me a bouquet of flowers, and she started dropping by after work. It was beginning to irritate me.

"Ava, when did you get so much free time?"

Before our divorce, we only saw each other at mealtimes or when sleeping.

Our conversations were limited, mostly about Noah's habits.

Ava removed her sunglasses, looking tired: "I didn't mean to bother you. I just wanted to see you."

She also brought me soup, saying it was for my health: "You've lost weight lately!"

I declined: "Please stop coming by."

Ava hesitated but didn't leave.

I instructed the security guard to keep her away in the future.

But the next day, when I went to the study room, Ava and Noah were there. They sat across from me, studying as long as I did, and followed me to meals.

Their persistence was becoming intrusive.

I shot them an irritated look: "Ava, we're adults. Can't we give each other some space?"

Ava looked exhausted and seemed taken aback by my comment: "I just wanted Noah to see you."

Noah glanced at me cautiously, watching me since they arrived. Despite his fidgeting, I felt nothing.

"The Brown family has plenty of people doting on you. You don't need my love and care."

I left before finishing my meal.

Later, Ava somehow got my new number and sent me a picture of Noah's tear-streaked face.

She also texted: "Last night, he spent the whole night in the yard waiting in the rain for the dinosaur figure you made for him!"

The dinosaur figure was a birthday gift I made for him on a whim, staying up several nights to complete it after telling him a story.

At the time, Noah had only thanked me politely, more excited about the books Henry gave him.

He even had Henry help him cut the cake, barely giving me a second glance.

Why is he acting like this now?