After the CEO Divorced Me, He Wants Me Back

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 remembered

silent for

her gaze down, not looking at Barbara's

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"You better take good care of it. If it breaks, I'll be

like that of a

She reached up to take the wreath off her head.

mentioned the wreath again. I stored it away properly. Today, out of nowhere, she started asking for it, so I found it and gave it to her. She has been holding onto it

by

really the one she had made

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then suddenly reached out and wiped the corner of her eye. "Hey, why are you crying? I won't hit

Barbara wiped, the more tears fell, like broken

with tears, Aveline gazed at Barbara's aged, worry-lined face, now filled with anxiety and helplessness. Aveline asked, "Can I have a

"Sure, come here, a hug will make