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.

it didn't matter if she was

fell silent for a

her gaze down, not looking

she felt a weight on her

be sad. Here,

awkward voice broke the silence. "You better take good care of it. If it

was like

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

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 started asking for it, so I found it and gave it to her. She has been holding onto it and looking at it

startled by

wreath really the one she had made for Barbara

even

looking closely, although it

and ad

with an inexplicable soreness, and her vision blurred

her, then suddenly reached out and wiped the corner of her eye. "Hey, why are you crying? I

wiped, the more tears fell, like broken beads

blurred with tears, Aveline gazed at Barbara's aged, worry-lined face, now filled

her arms. "Sure, come here, a

into Barbara's embrace,