Sober and beautiful, my husband and son begged for my forgiveness on their knees.

Lu Jingmo's expression turned cold: "Are you really going to keep this up? I've already explained it to you, what more do you want?"

Ning Yao was already impatient and said, "Take a look at the divorce agreement first, sign it as soon as possible, otherwise we'll have to go through legal proceedings to get a divorce."

After saying that, she turned and went upstairs.

Lu Jingmo looked up and saw her back, and an indescribable feeling of unease welled up in his heart.

He believed he had made enough concessions and had never wronged Ning Yao in any way. He had given her everything she deserved, whether it was material comforts or social status. He never expected things to escalate to this point over such a small matter; it was truly unsightly.

But in the past two days, Ning Yao's attitude has been quite abnormal. She has said many things that she would never have said before, and she has become very sharp.

Lu Jingmo took a sip of tea, barely suppressing his anger, and went upstairs intending to have a proper talk with her again. However, as soon as he entered the bedroom, he saw that the bed was neatly made, the wardrobe was open, and Ning Yao's clothes were all gone.

Does this mean they're going to have separate rooms?

In an instant, Lu Jingmo felt a surge of anger. Without saying a word, he turned and left without looking back.

Ning Yao didn't bother to pay attention when she heard the door close; she was making the bed in the guest room.

In the middle of the night, she was awakened by a knock on the door. When she opened the door, she saw Lu Mingjin huddled in a ball by the door. His face was pale and his forehead was covered in cold sweat.

"Mom... my tummy hurts so much, I have diarrhea, it's so uncomfortable..."

Lu Mingjin has always had gastrointestinal problems. She cannot eat foods that are too oily or salty, nor can she eat foods that are too cold or too spicy. Even the slightest thing will irritate her body.

Ning Yao always took care of his meals herself. She even looked through many recipes and found many dietary therapy methods to nourish Lu Mingjin's stomach. Sometimes, because the taste was too bland, Lu Mingjin refused to eat, so she could only change the dishes to coax him to eat more.

But yesterday, Ning Yan took him to the amusement park and ordered fried chicken, hamburgers, fries, and ice cream—all things that kids love to eat. Ning Yan even took pictures. Lu Mingjin ate happily, while Lu Jingmo, who was standing next to him, didn't stop him at all.

"Mother……"

Lu Mingjin's voice grew even weaker as she reached out to grab Ning Yao's sleeve, but Ning Yao subtly avoided her.

Lu Mingjin's outstretched hand froze in mid-air, and she was completely stunned.

Ning Yao ignored him, called for an ambulance, and when it arrived, she helped Lu Mingjin into the ambulance.

Lu Mingjin gripped her clothes tightly, her eyes pleading, "Mom, won't you come with me?"

Ning Yao gently pried his hands open and calmly told him, "I called Ning Yan. She'll be there soon. Don't you want her to be your mother?"

Lu Mingjin looked at her somewhat helplessly, as if she wanted to say something, but her attention was quickly diverted by a new wave of pain surging through her body.

The ambulance sped away, and Ning Yao closed the door and went back to her room to sleep.

She arranged for a moving company to come and move her things at 10 a.m.

Regardless of whether Lu Jingmo signs or not, she has to move out of here as soon as possible.

Ning Yao's exchange program in the UK was scheduled for two months later. Her usual job was just a nominal position at Lu Jingmo's company. Lu Jingmo had once said that she didn't need to earn money; she just needed to take good care of their son.

But with Lu Mingjin starting kindergarten, Ning Yao had a lot more free time. She majored in design in college and also took on freelance work online, accumulating a lot of experience over the past two years.

The spot for this exchange program was a reward from the competition committee for the prize she won.

Unfortunately, in her past life, because of Ning Yan, she was ultimately unable to go.

If she could do it all over again, she would definitely seize this opportunity, because no matter who she relied on, it was never as good as becoming strong herself.

At seven o'clock sharp, Ning Yao got up and went to the kitchen to cook millet porridge for herself. Before it was even ready, she heard a sound coming from the living room.

Lu Jingmo, radiating anger, strode towards her, looking like he was there to interrogate her: "Mingjin had acute gastroenteritis last night, and you just left him alone at the hospital?"

Ning Yao lifted the pot lid, added a few pieces of rock sugar to the millet porridge, and then turned to look at Lu Jingmo: "I called Ning Yan."

“But Mingjin wants you,” Lu Jingmo said, even angrier. “He kept calling for his mother, and he was in so much pain. Even if you’re jealous, you can’t take it out on such a young child. Ning Yao, are you even a mother?”

Ning Yao let out a soft breath, staring at him calmly and indifferently, and asked in return, "If I'm not a mother, then are you a competent father?"

"You don't even remember that your son is in poor health and can't eat oily food, so what right or position do you have to criticize me?"

Her tone wasn't harsh; it was a complete statement without a trace of accusation, but Lu Jingmo was rendered speechless as if he had been choked.

After a long pause, he finally said, "I don't know... You should have told me..."

"Didn't I say that?" Ning Yao interrupted him, a hint of sarcasm flashing in her eyes, her words chilling: "I've said it many times, but you never listen."