LOGINI had been a housewife for ten years. Every day, I delivered lunch to my husband, Jackson Holloway, at his workplace. One day, it stormed heavily when I delivered his lunch. I said I would wait in the lobby and leave once the rain lightened up. Jackson frowned. “How will it look if you just sit there? It looks bad in front of my colleagues.” “But it’s raining too heavily.” “Leave quickly. If people see you looking like such a wretch, I’ll be so embarrassed.” He pushed me toward the exit. Right then, his colleague walked past and asked, “Hey, is this your wife?” Jackson’s expression changed. He coughed dryly and said, “No, this is my cousin. She’s just dropping by.” After that, he tossed me an umbrella and said quietly, “Leave now, and don’t make trouble for me.” I was soaked through in the downpour. After ten years of making and delivering lunch to him, Jackson told his colleagues that I was just his cousin. That afternoon, I took the two kids and moved into a rented apartment. That night, Jackson called to shout at me, but I only said, “Since I’m your cousin, it wouldn’t be right for me to stay with you, would it?”
View MoreI turned around and pulled Lila and Lionel outside. Outside the restaurant, the evening breeze was a little cold. Mom and Dad followed behind me without saying anything. When we got to the car, Dad suddenly called my name. I turned around. He looked at me with red eyes. “I support you fully,” he said. Mom came over and took my hand. She did not say anything and patted my hand gently. That night, after getting home, I sat by the window for a long time. My phone buzzed several times with texts from Jackson. I did not look at them. The moon shone brightly outside the window, shining down on many homes. I recalled how I had left my hometown and come to this unfamiliar city alone ten years ago. Back then, I had been filled with hope, believing that love, happiness, and a happy home were waiting for me in my marriage.Ten years had passed since then. I had two children and was divorced. All I wanted was to start over.I had no regrets. That was because I finally under
“Enough!” Jackson roared. Everyone was stunned. He looked at Rose and then at Claire. His face was red. His voice trembled as he said, “That’s enough from all of you! Just stop talking!”“How dare you, Jackson?” Claire’s eyes widened in disbelief. Jackson said hoarsely, “Mom, it’s Lionel’s birthday today. You can join in if you want, but don’t throw a tantrum here. You won’t like what I’ll do if you keep this up.”Claire was taken aback. “You’ll really kick me out for them?”“No. I won’t kick you out. I’m begging you to please stop causing a fuss. It was my fault, not Cerise’s. Her parents aren’t wrong either. Don’t make trouble for them.”Claire’s face turned pale. Rose opened her mouth but could not say anything. Looking at Jackson, I suddenly felt like I was in a daze. This was the first time I had ever seen him act this way in ten years. In the past, he would hide or try to smooth things over whenever Claire and I got into an argument. He had never taken my side.
I looked into Jackson’s eyes silently. Mom stood up. “Enough! Let’s stop talking about this. The past is done. What is the point of all that now anyway?”Dad had more to say, but Mom stopped him. Jackson stood there helplessly. Looking at him, I suddenly felt like I was looking at a stranger. I had been with this man for a decade. I used to think that I understood him, but the truth was that I did not know him at all.Right then, the door to the private room burst open. “Jackson Holloway!” cried a sharp voice. I turned to find Claire there, with Rose right behind her. They stormed in. When they spotted us, their expressions darkened. Claire pointed at us. “Good! I knew you’d be here!”Jackson’s face turned pale, and he hurried to intercept Claire. “What are you doing here, Mom?”“Why can’t I be here?” Claire shoved him away. “My grandson is celebrating his birthday. Why can’t I be here?”Claire came up to me and gave me a once-over. She scoffed and said, “Well do
Jackson was silent for a long time. Then, he said, “I want to apologize to them. I treated you badly and owe you and them an apology.”I did not respond. “I know you might not believe me, but I want to put every effort into being a better person. I’m not planning anything. “It’s for the kids. I don’t want them to wonder why they couldn’t celebrate their birthdays together with their grandparents.”I hung up and thought about it for a long time. That evening, I went to my parents’ apartment for dinner and told them about our conversation.Dad’s expression was stormy. “I’m not going. I get mad just looking at him.”Mom tried to calm him down. “Let Cerise finish, David.”I looked at him. “Dad, if you really don’t want to join, I’ll tell him.”Dad did not reply. “What do you think, Cerise?” Mom asked. I told her I did not know either. After a long silence, Dad finally said, “Alright, I’ll join. I want to see what kind of apology he can come up with.”That Saturday evenin


















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