Finding Love in the Boss’s Embrace After Divorce

Huston least wanted to hear Cathy say these things, so he interrupted in a low voice, “I understand.”

“Then… are you coming back?”

“Mm.”

Cathy breathed a sigh of relief. “That’s good. I’ll make dumplings and wait for you to come back!”

After hanging up the phone, Huston parked the car in a temporary parking space by the roadside, feeling restless. He lit a cigarette and rolled down the car window halfway.

It wasn’t that he didn’t want to go back; it was just that no one in his family understood him. They only knew he was busy but didn’t know what he was busy with. Moreover, going to the old house for dinner with Cathy would inevitably involve the man she had remarried. It’s not that he disliked him, but he didn’t know how to interact with him.

of a younger generation or a son but rather the gaze of a

situations, but he was still a son after

When he heard Cathy say those things, he couldn’t say anything,

for a single penny. He took care of everything himself, and it was inevitable that he grew unfamiliar with family matters. But there were things

Just go then.

climbed stairs like this in an old building before. He panted as he climbed, struggling. Finally, they

strange recently, always zoning out, and her movements were

and Grandpa. No matter what happens, you

understand why Mama said this, but he tried hard to understand

raised her hand and

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doorbell rang twice, and she faintly heard footsteps approaching from the other side. Her heart rose to her throat, and it didn’t

housework, wearing an apron and arm sleeves. She muttered, “Coming, coming,” but when she saw the person in front of

never been wealthy, they had never struggled for food and clothing, but Lucy showed no signs of