HIS REGRET (Ex-Husband wants Me Back) novel Chapter 617

Chapter 617

The morning sky was clear, though not too bright. A gentle breeze moved through the air, carrying a kind of quiet calm that felt different from the days before.

The Miller and Callister family cars came to a stop in a neatly kept cemetery. There weren’t many people around, just a few visitors who had arrived earlier, each lost in their own memories.

Daven stepped out first. As always, he opened the door for Althea and offered his hand.

“Watch your step, sweetheart,” he said softly.

Althea took his hand. Her other hand instinctively rested on her stomach. There was new life there-and every step she took now felt more meaningful. “Thank you,” she whispered.

Daven didn’t let go. “Stay close to me.”

Althea smiled faintly.

Behind them, Nathan and Riana walked side by side. Cale and Chris followed at an easy pace. Josh and

Grace moved ahead, while Eli lingered a few steps behind.

Eli looked around. The place felt… peaceful.

Different from the last time she had come here-when she believed the grave she visited belonged to the father she had longed for all her life. And for the first time, she didn’t feel like an outsider standing among this family.

“Eli,” Althea called gently.

The girl quickened her steps, moving closer. She instinctively stayed near Althea, helping her walk more carefully. There was something about the way Althea held onto her-like trust, quiet and unspoken-that made Eli’s chest tighten in a way she couldn’t quite explain. At times, she reached for Grace’s hand too, chatting softly with the little girl. Whatever Grace said, Eli responded with genuine warmth.

“Let’s go together.”

Eli nodded.

They walked slowly toward a single spot grave that had been carefully maintained. Fresh flowers were already arranged there, as if someone always made sure, they were never left unattended.

Chase Miller.

The name was carved clearly into the stone.

Althea stopped a few steps away before moving closer.

Her breath caught. Memories surfaced-everything that had once been, everything she had felt. The kind of memories that settled deep in her heart, impossible to forget.

Daven stood beside her. Without saying anything, he tightened his hold on her hand.

“I’m here,” he murmured.

Althea gave a small nod.

Riana placed the flowers first. Nathan followed. Cale stood still for a few seconds before lowering his head briefly.

Chris exhaled. “It’s been a while, Chase.”

Josh stood in front of the grave, his expression unusually quiet-deeper, more thoughtful than usual.

Grace gently took his hand.

“Hi, Daddy,” she greeted with a bright smile. “I hope you’re doing well with Omma Kate and Omma Lily.”

Josh let out a soft laugh. “I bet Daddy’s keeping Omma Kate company over tea. You know how much she loves that.”

Grace nodded eagerly.

Althea stepped forward, her gaze lingering on the name etched into the stone. Slowly, her hand moved to rest against her stomach.

“Chase…” Her voice was soft, almost a whisper. “It’s been a while.”

Everyone fell silent, giving her space.

“I’m here,” she continued quietly. “And… I don’t feel alone anymore.” She glanced briefly at Daven.

He stood beside her-steady, unwavering. Always there.

“I thought… you might be angry, seeing everything that’s happened,” she said. “But now, I think… all you want is for us to be okay.”

A gentle breeze brushed against her face,

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