The night before returning to City N, Stella sat in her room and slowly packed their things.

The little boy sat on the carpet, playing intently with his toys.

After a while, Dolores came in. “Stella, you're still staying up, huh?”

Stella looked up at her and replied, “Yeah. I want to pack these things first. When we leave tomorrow, it will be easier for you to take them over.”

Dolores sat next to her. “Don’t worry. I will take care of the little one until he goes back to City N. When you see him next time, he will definitely be the same chubby baby like now.”

Stella smile, knowing that Dolores was comforting her.

She put the things aside, leaned on Dolores’s shoulder, hugged her arm, and said softly, “Mom, I am fine. I have already gotten used to this kind of separation. And every time we part, we look forward to the next reunion. In this sense, every separation seems meaningful to me.”

Dolores patted her hand and said, “You won’t wait for too long this time, and soon you will never be separated.”

Stella nodded and said, “What about you? When will you return to City N?”

Hearing this, Dolores raised her head and looked ahead without saying anything.

She did not know the answer to this question.

Stella added, “Mom, although I don’t know what happened in the past, and I don’t know how to comfort you; since things have already happened, all we can do is to try our best to make it up for it. It’s useless to hold on to the past because it only makes yourself suffer.”

Dolores sighed, “I was too willful in the first place. If I could have listened to him, things wouldn't have come to this point today.”

“Actually, I can feel that Clarence’s grandfather had never blamed you. He only hoped that you could live a better life in a place where he couldn't see you.”

Dolores smiled slightly and held Stella’s hand without speaking.

Stella looked at the little boy in front of her and said in a hushed voice, “Most parents in this world want their children to be happy and healthy no matter what costs they have to pay.”

Dolores suddenly said, “I saw you and Archer whispering to each other a lot recently. Is there any change in the little one’s health condition?”

Stella shook her head. “No. He is fine.”

Dolores was still not quite at ease. “Stella, don’t keep things to yourself. Talk to Clarence more since he is your husband. If you have anything that can’t be solved, you can leave it to him.”

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