CEO's Regret After I Divorced
She looked up at the man she'd once forgotten, the man fate had brought back to her, and finally understood something.
True love is never about possession or control, nor is it a stable illusion woven with lies. True love is, even in the darkest despair, still willing to give you back your choices; it's refusing to give up searching even after losing everything; it's, in the process of fate tearing you apart and putting you back together, still being willing to hold out your hand and say—let's start over.
Not far away, Rancy suddenly turned around and shouted at them, "Mommy! Daddy! Vivi stole my flower!"