Beyond the Divorce

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."

some gardening books? Could you

problem. I'll have them sent over

can bring it to me after work. I want

him to

also laughed and, with a good-natured 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

more spirited than before. He was much stronger and more

appeared in my mind, and I still didn't know what he

my other dad now? I wondered if

meal turned into

and what plants were missing. Everyone was excited. My favorite was magnolias, and

were

rose and magnolia saplings. These roses were said to be rare varieties brought in by air freight from

would spoil me

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

answer the phone, and she sounded breathless. "Chlo...

how is he

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

also felt a