Goodbye, Mr. Ex: I've Remarried Mr. Right by Czy Season

Chapter 1786

Seven years later, the Potter Mansion hummed with quiet joy.

Debra and Marion's married life settled into a peaceful groove. Friends dropped by now and then, chatting about business rivalries or family quirks.

One day, the grown-ups gathered in the front hall, planning an afternoon trip to the cemetery.

In the back garden, seven-year-old Lillian swung on the swing set. Eight-year-old Solomon pushed her from behind.

Lillian chirped in her sweet, childish voice, "My dad and mom said we're going to see Uncle Andrew this afternoon. Do you think he'd like my black dress or the red one?"

Solomon kept pushing. "Doesn't matter. He can't see it either way. Go with black. My mom says you wear black to the cemetery."

"But he told me he liked me in red."

"Dead people don't talk."

matured faster than most kids. He had to, with parents like

his mom and dad acted like overgrown kids. They'd sneak out for barbecues while he slept and confiscate his snacks to munch in their room. And they liked

climb onto a stool to cook breakfast

it training to build his independence. It

with kisses when she felt like it, then ignored him the rest of the

already felt weathered. He cooked, cleaned, and studied all

Lillian's life, his was a

but this is my little secret with

on. We're heading out," Debra

bolted from the

Lillian raced into

up effortlessly. Erica hollered, "Solomon, come

wondering when his mom could