After the CEO Divorced Me, He Wants Me Back by Riverflow

Barbara slowly lowered her raised hand, her clouded eyes filled with doubt as she looked at Aveline.

"Are you telling the truth?"

Seeing that Barbara had calmed down, Aveline helped her lean back against the headboard and replied, "Yes, we're getting divorced soon."

Barbara pressed further, "When are you getting divorced?"

Aveline answered, "In seven days."

Barbara counted on her fingers and then looked at her, "You better not be lying to me. If you dare lie, I'll still hit you!"

Aveline looked helpless.

If she wanted to hit, she could let her, right?

Pulling a chair over, Aveline sat down and looked at Barbara's wrinkled face. "Grandma, do you really not remember me at all?" Barbara's face remained stern. "Why should I remember you? Are you that important?"

A flicker of sadness crossed Aveline's eyes.

Indeed.

She wasn't important.

if she was remembered or

room fell silent for

gaze down, not looking at Barbara's

she felt a weight on

be sad. Here, take

awkward voice broke the silence. "You better take good

was like that of a

was startled. She reached up to take the wreath off her head. "Who gave this to you?"

She has kept it safe ever since. But later, when she regained some clarity, she never mentioned the wreath again. I stored it away properly. Today, out of nowhere, she

by

she had

couldn't even

closely, although it had

the leaves and ad still withered,

with an inexplicable soreness,

wiped the corner of her eye. "Hey, why are you crying? I won't hit

wiped, the more tears fell, like

tears, Aveline gazed at Barbara's aged, worry-lined face, now filled with anxiety and helplessness.

immediately opened her arms. "Sure, come here, a hug

embrace, and her