The Cherished Wife

Henry and Peter moved to the room next door. Henry settled into a chair, while Peter stood awkwardly until Henry waved him down. "Sit, sit!"

"Right." Peter took a seat, his voice urgent. "Dad, we can't put off dealing with mom's illness any longer."

Henry's gaze was piercing as he finally spoke. "Do you think you can get Anna to come back?"

"I'm not one hundred percent sure, but I'd say there's a seventy percent chance."

Nancy was Tania's mother, after all. She would not just stand by and watch her mother's health decline. If anything happened to Nancy, the guilt would haunt Tania forever.

Peter got Tania. She was the kind of girl who seemed to breeze through life, tough as nails and acting like nothing could touch her. However, deep down, her yearning for a real family connection was as real as it got.

Once upon a time, her foster mom and boyfriend betrayed her, and she went all out for payback. However, it was her foster dad, Christian, who helped her let go of the grudge. Christian did a stellar job raising her.

not been for that big mix-up between them, Tania

she would not let

partly to avoid him, sure, but also because she knew Nancy

with her back then. If Anna does show up and she's not into... well, being with you, you can't push her." Peter's hands balled into fists, his brow knotted, and he stayed quiet for

up. If she

in, nodding firmly. "As long as she comes back, that's all that matters!" He

"You've probably heard from

my third uncle might be

sick!" Peter paused, collecting his thoughts. "If she's somewhere I can

remembered the uncle was not that much older than Peter. Word had

that... Henry's memory was hazy, but he did remember the uncle vanishing. Then he was

because of some business with