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

room fell silent for a

down, not looking

a weight on

sad. Here, take

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

was like

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

the wreath again. I stored it away properly. Today,

startled by

really the one she had made

even remember

although

leaves and ad

an inexplicable soreness, and her vision

her eye. "Hey, why are you

wiped, the more tears fell, like broken beads silently

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

her arms. "Sure, come here, a hug

into Barbara's embrace, and