In the past, whenever Vivian brought me her herbal medicine, I drank it with pure misery and deep-seated resistance.
Not just because the medicine was intensely bitter and nauseating to swallow, but because I was fundamentally unhappy, filled with an unbearable sense of grievance.
It was Ferris who had adamantly refused to have a child with me, yet Vivian never put any pressure on him. Instead, she aggressively forced medicine down my throat, making me swallow bowl after bowl of that black sludge.
Because I wasn't getting pregnant, Vivian held a deep prejudice against me, and I couldn't even defend myself or explain the truth.
That sense of suffocating injustice had only grown stronger over the years.
So much so that I had harbored deep, lingering resentment toward her.
But right now, sitting in the exact same spot, dealing with something she brought me, drinking this fish soup felt incredibly fresh, savory, and warmly pleasant.
Looking at Vivian sitting across from me, supervising my meal just like old times, I felt absolutely no resistance toward her at all.
Instead, I felt a strange wave of warmth and genuine emotion.
But that warmth trembled on the tip of my tongue, completely unable to be put into words.
Perhaps because of my awkward silence, the atmosphere grew stiff again. Vivian's expression became unnatural. Avoiding my gaze, she gathered the bowl and the thermos, carrying them briskly into the kitchen.
It looked like she was actually going to wash the dishes.
"Mo... Mrs. Sterling, let me do that." I quickly jumped to my feet.
Her bringing me soup was already a rare enough gesture; washing the dishes was definitely something I should be doing.
But in my haste, I had accidentally slipped up, initially calling her Mom.
Vivian froze in her tracks. Unable to stop my momentum in time, I nearly bumped right into her back and quickly apologized. "I'm sorry, Mrs. Sterling."
"Aren't you and Ferris still married?" Vivian furrowed her brows, looking somewhat displeased as she suddenly spun around to interrogate me.
I paused, immediately realizing she was here about my impending divorce with Ferris.


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