Beyond the Divorce novel Chapter 241

Chapter 241 A Silent Resolve

I entered the house, and my parents were still awake, waiting for me.

When my mom saw how tired I looked, she grabbed my bag and asked, “Why are you so late? Have you

eaten? Why do you look so pale?”

“I haven’t eaten yet, Mom. I’m starving!”

It’s true what they say–a mother’s child is always her treasure. No matter how old you are, as long as your

mother is by your side, you’re still her child.

“Alright, I’ll heat some food for you!”

“Dad, I’m going to change my clothes!” After saying that, I went upstairs.

In truth, I longed for my daughter and went straight to Ava’s room.

Seeing her sleep so peacefully was heartwarming. Her chubby little legs were poking out from the blanket.

I smiled and tucked them back in.

She turned over, and her little hand grabbed my shirt. It was as if she sensed something and slowly

opened her sleepy eyes.

With a sweet smile, she called out, “Mommy!”

At that moment, I felt more fulfilled than I ever had. What else could I possibly wish for? I had a well-

behaved, beautiful, and smart daughter by my side. This was more than enough.

I patted her gently a couple of times, and with a smile, she fell back into a peaceful sleep.

Deep down, I still felt guilty. I hadn’t given Ava a complete family and couldn’t always be with her.

“Of course! With such a big house, where else would they stay?”

She was overjoyed.

“He said staying at our place might be inconvenient, but I insisted they stay with us. It’s better than going back and forth. They can squeeze in with us. They’ll stay downstairs, and we’ll stay upstairs. Also, Lauren will come too!” I shared.

She was even more thrilled now. She didn’t bother with the dishes and immediately told my father about my decision.

My father was naturally overjoyed, wearing a massive smile on his face.

It had been so many years, and we’d never had such a lively celebration. Watching my parents chat happily together, I couldn’t ask about the old wounds.

I couldn’t find the words. “I’m going to bed now. I’m exhausted!”

My mother turned around and said, “Go on. Get some rest. You work too hard! Don’t worry about anything else. Your dad and I have got it covered!”

I smiled bitterly and murmured, “Goodnight.”

Back in my room, just as I was about to draw the curtains, my hand froze mid–air…