Beyond the Divorce by Third Blossom

As we entered the living room, Ava and Jenny's laughter echoed through the building. The once-silent courtyard now buzzed with life.

Since coming here, my mother had been completely liberated, no longer burdened by kitchen duties.

She quickly stood up and looked at us. "You're finally done with your work."

My mom's eyes were carefully scrutinizing my face.

"Next time, please eat dinner without waiting for us. Things get busy, and we'll only keep everyone hungry," I said. "We'll call ahead the next time we're late."

My dad emerged from the bathroom, looking like he had just finished working.

The kitchen staff respectfully approached Atlas. "Sir, can we start serving dinner now?"

Atlas quickly nodded. "Yes."

Then he turned to my dad, asking, "Dad, did you just finish work too?"

My dad smiled contentedly. "Yes! This place is amazing. There's so much to do. Oh right, can you do me a favor?"

While accompanying him to the dining room, Atlas nodded and said, "Tell me."

have some gardening books? Could you get me some basic

not a problem. I'll have them

trouble them to deliver now. You can bring it to me after

me chuckle. "Dad, you should have just told him to find you

tone, said, "Chlo is right. We can do that. I'll have someone start tomorrow. Dad, you'll be in charge of planning and managing our garden from now

looking much more spirited than before. He was much stronger and more energetic, a sight that warmed my

my mind, and I still didn't know what

quietly. Where was my other dad now? I wondered if he

meal turned

discussing the garden layout and what plants were missing. Everyone was excited. My favorite was magnolias, and t

words were

saplings. These roses were said to be rare varieties

would spoil me

dinner, I called Myra. After all, Melanie's

the phone, and she sounded breathless. "Chlo... I'm sorry, I was feeding the

is he doing?"

sleeps well-he's quite lovable!" Myra said, then sighed inadvertently. "Poor child, having such a

felt a bit