Chapter 781

Perhaps she was shaken-or the memories of the past overwhelmed her-but Nadine suddenly felt drained, as if every ounce of energy had left her. She couldn't bring herself to listen to Brad's explanation anymore.

Reflecting on the painful memories of their failed marriage, Nadine felt her heart twist with agony. She wanted nothing more than to leave this place to get as far away from Brad as possible and to retreat home, where she could curl up like a snail in its shell and avoid everyone and everything. Especially Brad.

Brad wanted to explain himself further, but when he noticed her worn-out expression, he swallowed the words that had been on the tip of his tongue. It was clear that she didn't want to talk anymore, so he didn't push it.

Brad opened the car door and gently shielded her head with one hand as she got in. Once she was seated, he walked around to the other side, opened the door, and climbed in.

As soon as she was inside the car, Nadine closed her eyes, her face etched with fatigue. She felt completely drained and just wanted some peace and quiet.

at his mother's weary face and immediately turned to his father, pointing at Nadine and silently asking, "Did you

his head, unsure of how to respond. He could tell that no matter how hard he tried to explain himself, Nadine still believed he was

tell from Brad's demeanor that he had upset Nadine again. However, he chose not to say anything and sidled up to Nadine, wrapping his arms

hold Sean close and mumble things he couldn't fully understand. Now that his dad had upset his mom again, Sean

into her arms, feeling a sense of calm wash over her. She planted a soft kiss on her son's round head and

do was hold her close, and everything would have been okay. Sadly, he didn't understand how

popular tourist spot, bustling every weekend. Now, with spring in full bloom, everything was coming back to

from will

trees, making the city feel even more lively and

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