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Fiona said she wanted to go back to her school because she couldn’t stop worrying about the children there .
Irene said , “ Mom , why don’t you come live with us in Nareigh ? We can take turns looking after you . ”
“ Don’t bother . ” Fiona shook her head . “ I’m in great health . When I have time , I’ll just come back to visit you all , okay ? ”
Heidi pleaded , “ Irene and I are really worried about you . We want to spend as much time with you as possible , just as Dad would have warded . ”
Fiona suddenly fell silent . She took her daughters ‘ hands and gave them a gentle pat . “ I also want to live with you , but I’ve spent most of my life here . Moving to a bigger city now would be too much for me . Maybe later , okay ? ”
Seeing this , Heidi and Irene could only say yes .
The phone bought for Fiona had finally arrived . She hadn’t owned a phone all these years , so she asked , “ How much did it cost ? ”
Heidi said , “ Jonathan had this custom – made for you . It cost 30 thousand . ”
Fiona gasped . “ What ? ”
Irene hurriedly denied , “ She’s joking . It was only 3 thousand dollars . ”
Fiona clicked her tongue in disbelief . “ 3 thousand is still too much . Even a 33 – dollar phone would have worked .”
Irene said , “ Mom , you can’t buy a phone for about 30 dollars anymore . Jonathan can afford it , so don’t feel too much pressure . Come on , we’ll show you how it works . It’s pretty easy . ”
Teresa sat still on the couch in the hotel room , her gaze falling on Jonathan , who was asleep in her lap .
Jonathan came to her and told her that everything was settled and that he had to deal with some trivial matters tomorrow . Then he pulled her to the couch , rested his head on her lap , and fell asleep like a man completely worn out .
Teresa wanted to wake him up and tell him to sleep in the bed instead . However , looking at his beautiful face and the dark circles under his eyes , she hesitated . She gently stroked his face and couldn’t bring herself to wake him .
Teresa quietly pulled out her phone and snapped a picture of Jonathan as he slept . Her gallery was mostly filled with pictures of Michael , and this was the first photo she had secretly taken of Jonathan since the divorce .
Jonathan slept soundly for a long time . When he woke up , he found himself alone on the couch , covered with a slowly sat up and looked around .
blanket . The lights were still off as he
He checked his watch and found it was nine in the evening . From the dining area came the faint clinking of dishes . In the open kitchen of the presidential suite , Teresa was cooking gruel for him .
“ You’re finally up . Have some food . I just finished cooking ,” she said , setting the table . Her long hair was gently pinned up , and the sight brought back a flood of memories for Jonathan .
Jonathan just looked at Teresa , lost in thought , until she urged him again . Only then did he give a faint nod and come toward her .
Jonathan washed his hands and sat down . “ So , when are you heading back to Nareigh ? ”
“ Tomorrow , I suppose , ” Teresa said . “ You borrowed my car yesterday , so I couldn’t get back . That’s why I’m still here .”
Jonathan didn’t press further , sitting quietly across from her .
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Teresa took her seat as well . It had been ages since they sat face to face like this , sharing a quiet meal . Neither of them could recall the last time it had felt this calm .
The curtains were open , revealing the deep night outside aglow with city lights , while a warm glow from within bathed the room .
“ Did you make these dishes ? ” Jonathan asked Teresa .
Teresa replied , “ Part of them is delivery . I made gruel . I bought everything and did the seasoning . ”
Jonathan glanced at Teresa and joked , “ Guess I should start calling you Chef Teresa now . ”
Teresa couldn’t help but smile at the joke .
Teresa had already finished eating while Jonathan lingered over each bite as if savoring something beyond just the food . When he was done , not a scrap
remained .