All Chapters of Painful Divorce : Chapter 111 - Chapter 120

Jonas drove slowly, as if realizing that the day didn't need to end too quickly. He didn't play music. He didn't speak either. He simply let the silence be part of their journey. "I like today," Jessica said finally, almost a whisper. Jonas turned his head slightly, then smiled. "Me too." "Anya looks happy." "Yeah. But she's not the only one who looks that way." Jessica sighed softly, then leaned her head against the window. “I think... this is the first time in a long time I haven’t felt chased. I haven’t felt like I have to explain anything. I haven’t felt... wrong.” “Because you’re not wrong, Jessica.” “I used to think everything that was broken was because of me. Because I was too slow to heal. Too stubborn. Or too afraid.” Jonas didn’t interrupt. H

Jessica sat beside Anya, while Kevin stood nearby, his eyes gently gazing at his little daughter as she enthusiastically described the details of her drawing. “This is a butterfly,” Anya pointed to the bright orange drawing. “Auntie said it looks like the sun.” Kevin nodded, “Yes, it’s a beautiful butterfly, Anya. You’re great at coloring it.” He smiled proudly, his voice warm and gentle, reflecting the loving side of a father. Jessica watched Kevin out of the corner of her eye, noticing how patiently he listened to Anya’s story without trying to change the atmosphere or control her. There was a simple yet genuine warmth. She knew this was an important small step for Kevin—learning to be a present father without pressure. After a moment, Anya turned her attention to Jessica and said, “Auntie, I want to draw again tomorrow. Is that okay?” 

Kevin smiled, then looked deeply at Jessica. “Thank you. For today… and all the days before.” Jessica smiled slightly, then walked past him. There were no further words. That day was enough.   As soon as the bedroom lights were turned off, the small house fell silent again. A day filled with laughter, lessons, and simple conversations had passed. But for Jessica, every second felt precious—a reminder that even though she was only a caregiver, days like these were what made her life meaningful.  The following days passed at a calmer pace. Kevin began spending more time with Anya, no longer simply leaving everything to Jessica. They went shopping together, read books before bed, and even just sat in the yard listening to Anya's stories about school and her friends. Jessica continued to carry out her duties, preparing necessities, accompany

When Jessica returned, her face still bore the marks of tears. She sat beside Jonas again, closer this time. “See?” she whispered softly. “How can I get married when my heart is still so attached to that child?” Jonas took her hand again, looking at her seriously. “Because love is undivided, Jessica. It grows. You can love Anya, and still love me. You just need to believe that we can find a path together. I'm ready to love you both, my way.” Those words made Jessica cry again, more softly this time. She lowered her head, resting her forehead on Jonas's shoulder. “Give me time,” she said finally. “I want to… but I'm scared. Give me time, Jonas.” Jonas hugged her tightly, letting the night bear witness to that promise. “I'll wait, Jessica. However long it takes.”   

A few days later, Kevin found the opportunity to speak directly with Jonas. It happened while they were both waiting for Anya to finish her drawing lesson. Jonas sat not far from her, looking awkward. Finally, Kevin spoke first. “So… you're really serious about Jessica.” Jonas looked at him, then nodded. “Yes. I love her. And I also know Anya is an important part of her life. I won’t get in the way of that.” Kevin stared straight ahead. “Jessica is a good person. She’s sacrificed so much for my daughter. Don’t ever let her feel alone.” Jonas lowered his head, his voice steady. “I promise, Kevin. I’ll take care of her.” Kevin believed him. He turned his head, stared at the man for a moment, then extended his hand. “Okay. I’ll leave her to you.” Jonas shook his hand