Regrets After the Split: Does It Matter

Chapter2

I officially settle down in my hometown.

I tidy up the overgrown small yard and plant some fruits and vegetables.

I have Grandma Samantha’s memorial photo framed and hang it right in the center of the living room.

I name the little girl Doris Wilson.

Before long, the court approves my adoption application. Having Doris around makes my town life feel a lot less lonely.

Doris hardly shows a smile, and always looking at me with a stern

face.

She understands everything, and despite being just four years old, she seems so mature. On the days when I am sick, she would stand on a stool to make soup for me. Property © of NôvelDrama.Org.

I can’t help but think of my biological child.

The little lord of the Evans family, Aaron Evans, who would receive an entire ski resort as a gift whenever he wants to ski, or have a whole candy factory when he craves sweets.

They are so different.

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Regret After Divore? Who Cares?

Chapter2

Doris asks me why I’m willing to adopt her.

She considers herself as a burden.

I gently stroke her head and reply,

“Because I feel lonely, and I need you to keep me company from now

on.”

She looks at me, silent for a moment, then nods vigorously.

“Alright, I’ll be with you for life.”

And so the days go by, one after another.

Doris starts kindergarten.

Doris moves on to primary school.

Doris becomes the student representative.

Doris has a fight with someone…

I am taken aback when I get a call from her teacher.

Doris is such a well–behaved child, so mature for her age; she wouldn’t even spare a glance at the other kids, let alone get into a fight.

In her words, they are just too childish.

I rush to the school.

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The teacher meets me at the entrance, looking utterly helpless.

“The kid Doris fought with is the transfer student who just arrived

today.”

“Why did they fight?” That is all I want to know.

The teacher shoots me a strange look.

“What?”

“Aaron said that Doris was trying to steal his mom.”

“What did you say?” I freeze in my tracks.

“Doris has a photo of you and her in her pencil case,” the teacher

explains, “Aaron saw the photo and said… he said Doris is shameless.

for trying to steal his mom.”

I fall silent, following the teacher into the office.

When we get there, she turns back to me and says, “Oh, by the way, Aaron’s dad is already here.”