Therefore, Serenity wondered what had happened during her brief absence. Jacqueline remained silent, while Fred spoke up, "I want to see this musical play with Jackie, but I don't know if she wants to.""Musical play?" Serenity was surprised, then noticed the flier in Jacqueline's hand that was promoting the event.It suddenly dawned on her. Two months ago, before Jacqueline got into a fight with Morris, she mentioned that she wanted to see a musical together with him. Because the tickets were hard to come by, Jacqueline had asked for her help to purchase tickets for them. However, after the conflict with Morris, the topic had been put aside.Serenity asked her daughter, "Jackie, do you want to see the musical play with Fred?""I..." After some hesitation, Jacqueline said softly, "I don’t think we can get tickets now.""If you want to go with Fred, I’ll take care of the tickets," Serenity assured her."Jackie, do you want to go with me?" Fred asked earnestly.After a momen
"Memories will eventually fade, even if it might take years. Jacqueline is just a child. If we introduce her to more new friends, she’ll naturally start to forget about Morris," Jackson said.Would it really be that easy? Serenity was doubtful."Some people will remain in one’s heart forever," Serenity said."Do you really think someone like Morris will remain in Jacqueline's heart forever?" Jackson questioned skeptically. "He’s just a child who plays the piano well. In time, Jacqueline will meet other talented musicians, some who will play the piano even better than Morris. Even if she never forgets Morris, she'll stop being sad."Serenity remained unconvinced. However, only time would tell.Two days later, Serenity and Jackson took the two children to the musical play. Serenity had initially wanted to bring their eldest son along as well. However, Micah had expressed outright disinterest, citing an online group discussion he needed to attend."A group discussion?" Serenity wa
Of course, a lot of eyes were drawn to her husband too. Once they were seated, Serenity asked Jackson in a whisper, "Do you notice that a lot of people are looking at you?""I don’t. All I care about is you looking at me," Jackson replied with a smile, his charming eyes making Serenity's heart race.Even after years of marriage, she still found herself captivated by his charm."Oh, stop. The play is about to start," Serenity said, blushing.Jackson smiled and said, "Okay."The musical soon began. Jacqueline watched intently, eager to remember every detail to share with Morris one day.Fred stole occasional glances at Jacqueline. He had gone to musicals with her before, but this was the first time he saw her watching a musical so seriously. And it was all because of Morris.A bitter feeling tugged at his heart.When the musical ended and the lights came back on, many of the audience rose to leave the theater, but Jacqueline remained seated. Instead of standing up, she closed h
"I feel like someone's watching me," Jacqueline muttered.Serenity chuckled. "Of course someone's watching you! Lots of people were looking your way when you were telling the story."Jacqueline blushed. "Was it bad?""No, it was wonderful!" Serenity assured her. "When Morris hears it, he’ll definitely be thrilled!"Feeling uplifted, Jacqueline smiled again.They got into the waiting car, which slowly drove away from the theater.The young beggar cautiously emerged from behind the old beggar, watching the departing car with a cold expression that a boy his age shouldn't have.Later that night, unable to sleep, Jacqueline made a video call to Fred."Can’t sleep?" he asked through the screen.Jacqueline nodded, explaining, "Every time I close my eyes, I think about the musical and about Morris."After returning home, she had even written notes on the play's content so that she wouldn't miss anything when she shared it with Morris one day."What do you want to talk about?" Fred
"Anything is fine," Jacqueline said. She just wanted to hear Fred play the piano.Fred began with a familiar tune: "Für Elise", a piece that Jacqueline loved.Jacqueline listened quietly. Despite the distance, and although she was hearing it through the phone, she was still immersed in the sound of the piano. This was Fred’s piano.When the piece ended, Jacqueline suddenly asked, "Fred, do you think there will come a day when I also can't hear you play the piano anymore?"Fred was taken aback. "Why do you ask that?""I'm just afraid that one day, you might disappear, like Morris did," she said. Then, realizing how it sounded, she quickly added, "I... I'm not saying you'll go missing. I... I just..."After a brief pause, she continued, "I'm scared that unexpected things might happen. What if we argue? What if you ignore me? What if...""Those things won't happen!" Fred interrupted."But—""Jackie, I'm not Morris," he said firmly. "I won't get into a fight with you. If anythin
"Why are you still up?" Fred deflected."If my son isn’t asleep, how can I rest?" Weston replied. "How are your fingers? Are they sore?"Fred had completely stopped playing the piano lately, so now that he suddenly played it again for three straight hours, his fingers must be sore.Fred shrugged. "It’s fine."His father knew him well; even if his fingers hurt, he wouldn’t admit it."Sometimes, being too accommodating can be a bad thing, you know? It’s good to be kind, but if you’re too generous without setting boundaries, people might take that kindness for granted. They might not appreciate it like they should," Weston advised.Even though Fred was only ten years old, he was mature beyond his years because he had been through a lot."My kindness to her is something she deserves!" he insisted. "Without Jackie, I wouldn’t be who I am today. When other people beat me and yelled at me, Jackie was the one who helped me. She’s never looked down on me."Whether he was the son of a cr
"It’s nothing serious. She should be fine in a few days," Serenity reassured them.They were relieved to hear that."Oh, by the way, I finally get to see the baby with her eyes open! Her eyes really do look like Lucas'," Lisa remarked.The baby had big, beautiful eyes. She would break a lot of hearts when she grew up.When Beatrice finally opened her eyes and Coco saw how much her eyes resembled Lucas', she was actually really happy.It would be a shame if Lucas' beautiful eyes did not get passed down to their daughter.Lucas, however, was not as happy. "If only her eyes were more like yours; that would be perfect. She would look exactly like you," Lucas said, a hint of regret in his tone.Coco brushed aside his regret.Currently, all the children were gathered around the baby, looking at her. Among them, Caden seemed the least interested. He looked at the baby briefly before shifting his attention back to Cynthia. He had been holding Cynthia's hand the whole time, never lett
If Caden continued to need Cynthia to focus only on him, conflicts were sure to arise."Aren't you worried?" Lisa asked. "This can’t go on. Cynthia is already twelve. In a couple of years, she might start dating.""I am worried, but I don't know what I can do," Serenity replied."Have you considered taking Caden to a psychologist?" Lisa suggested."We’ve tried, but Caden is very resistant, so it hasn’t been effective," Serenity explained.Hearing that, Lisa could only sigh.Coco chimed in, "Perhaps things will change in a couple of years. Sometimes, children mature seemingly overnight."Serenity nodded. "That’s true. For now, we can only guide them as best we can."The three women then shifted the conversation to Lisa's future son-in-law.While Caden spoke little due to his introverted nature, Morgan was quiet simply because he couldn't be bothered talking.Whenever he did speak, it was often with a mocking edge.For instance, when Renee saw that the baby wasn't crying, she