Semua Bab Strangers Under the Same Roof: Bab 1 - Bab 8

After coaxing my son, Noah Thompson, to sleep, I took out the marriage certificate I had with Daniel Thompson, planning to file for divorce.This year marked our eighth year of marriage, and our sixth year living apart. The long stretch of time had worn away all the love I once had for him.Now, I could finally let him go."Mom?"Eight-year-old Noah had woken up at some point. He walked over to me barefoot, his eyes filled with reluctance."Are we really leaving? Today, Dad—Uncle Daniel—held me. He even gave me food. He must like me a little now, right?"I was stunned for a moment at his slip of the tongue.Daniel had taken advantage of me while drunk and had been forced to marry me. Unfortunately, he hated me, and by extension, hated the son I gave birth to.From the day our son first learned to speak and called him "Dad", Daniel had shouted at him, forbidding him from ever calling him that again.At three years old, the boy had no memory and instinctively called out "Dad", o

However, his body merely stiffened for a second. Then, he walked right past the little boy indifferently as if he were a stranger.Noah’s eyes suddenly turned red.I hurried over to him. He was still staring at Daniel’s back when he softly asked me, "Mom, is that who Uncle Daniel likes? And their child?"Hearing the sorrow in Noah’s young voice, I couldn’t find the strength to respond. Tears finally fell from my eyes.Noah didn’t ask again. Although he obediently held my hand and walked home, the redness in his eyes said everything about his silent hurt.I looked at Noah holding back his emotions, my heart aching with every step.'Daniel Thompson, you have only two chances left.'***After finishing his homework, Noah hesitantly asked, "Mom, can Uncle Daniel come with me to the parent-child Sports Day on Sunday?"I looked into his hopeful eyes and stayed silent.Ever since Noah started school, Daniel had never once attended any school event, let alone anything involving paren

After getting home, I quickly packed our things and sent Daniel a text message.[Daniel, let’s get a divorce.]***Daniel had just come back from the amusement park with Claire and Max. It was already late at night.When he saw the house completely dark, the unease in his heart deepened. No matter how late he used to come home, there was always a light left on, waiting for him.He opened the door with his key and found the house eerily silent.He turned on the lights. The living room was empty. A piece of white paper on the table caught his attention.When he read the writing on the paper, his pupils contracted, and his fingers started to tremble.Divorce?How could Emma possibly bear to divorce him? She clearly loved him so much!He took a deep breath, balled up the white paper tightly, and hurled it hard. He sat alone on the couch all night. The next day, Daniel went to work as usual, with a composed expression.In his mind, where could Emma go?Especially after she had

"Noah wanted me to stay with him the most, didn’t he?"When I heard him bring up Noah, the coldness in my eyes deepened. I almost had to suppress my anger as I said, "You still have the nerve to mention Noah! How have you treated Noah these past few years? Don’t you know in your own heart?"You never let him call you Dad, never got close to him, and never even gave him a single gift. What right do you have to ask him to stay by your side?"Daniel’s face was filled with embarrassment from my words. He mumbled, "I can change. I can change all of it."Seeing the genuine regret in his eyes, I let out a light sigh. "It’s too late, Daniel. Not everyone is willing to wait for you in place. Noah is right behind you. Why don’t you ask him if he wants to go back with you?"Daniel quickly turned around and saw Noah standing not far away, quietly watching him. His eyes held no joy or sorrow. No longing. It was like he was looking at a stranger.Daniel felt even more panicked. He lowered his