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

silent

kept her gaze down, not looking at Barbara's

felt a weight on

sad.

"You better take good care of it. If it

like

to take the wreath off her head. "Who gave this to you?" Barbara replied, "I don't

regained some clarity, she never mentioned the wreath again. I stored it

startled by the

this wreath really the one she

even remember it

although

leaves and ad still

an inexplicable soreness, and

her eye. "Hey, why are you

tears fell, like broken beads silently rolling

now filled with anxiety and helplessness. Aveline asked, "Can I

her arms. "Sure, come here, a hug will

Barbara's embrace, and her tears