What Is More Important?


    Her tone conveyed a hint of sorrow.


    "Mom, why would you go back to Bibury when I''m here?" I asserted without any doubt. "It''s just me. Wherever I am, you should be, too."


    I spoke a bit urgently,


    "And look at Dad, he''s adapting so well to the weather and environment here. See how happy he is every day. He''s busy but enjoying it. I feel like he''s quite familiar with this ce.


    "On the other hand, he wasn''t ustomed to the climate back in Bibury. I remember he used to get sick every winter. But since you guys came here, has he been ill at all?"


    It was just something I mentioned casually, but I noticed my mom''s expression was quite unnatural. I couldn''t help but have a guess. Could it be...


    At that moment, Ava ran out, and she joyfully ran over. ''Uncle As, Mommy, you''re back!"


    She rushed for hugs and kisses, asking As to lift and spin her around.


    As did just that, and suddenly, the entire second floor felt like it was buzzing with excitement. I was speechless.


    This moved me. As was the kind of person who doted on me and every member of my family.


    His affection for Ava was no less than Matthew''s from the past. Since my divorce from Matthew, Ava had lost that fatherly love and hadn''t seen Matthew for a long time.


    As hadn''t forgotten. He had always been by Ava''s side, giving her the best care and genuine love.


    Even with Jenny, he treated her equally. What Ava had, Jenny also had.


    After ying for quite a while, my mom quickly hugged Ava and said, "You had something to discuss with As, right? Go ahead and talk, then get some sleep early. I saw you almost falling asleep just now."


    I nodded. I did have something to tell As.N?velDrama.Org owns ? this.


    My mom held Ava and coaxed her, "Let''s go. We''re going to bed too. Your mommy has some things to take care of."


    Ava pouted. "Why do you always have so many things to do? Am I not important? You always have things to do. You don''t care about me."


    As and I exchanged a nce, and he softly imitated her tone. "Exactly. Isn''t Ava the most important thing for us?"


    "Adults always find excuses." She was very dissatisfied.


    As had no choice but to pick her up again. "Okay, no more excuses! Today,


    nothing is as important as Ava. Let''s go back to the room."


    I smiled helplessly and reached out to pull Jenny. "Well then, I''ll sleep with my little treasures."


    Ava finally showed a hint of a smile on her little face.


    Just as we returned to the room, As''s phone rang.


    He nced at it, made a hush gesture, and quietly walked out to answer the call.


    Meanwhile, the three of us, my mom, Ava, and Jenny,y on a big bed, chatting for quite a while. Ava soon fell asleep, and Jenny went back to her bed, not causing any trouble.


    I also felt drowsiness creeping in. I had a bit of wine in the afternoon, and on the way back, my head spun intensely. Thinking about those intense conflicts was making me feel a bit overwhelmed.


    By the time Ava and Jenny were silent and my eyelids were getting heavier, I had unknowingly drifted off to sleep.


    Amid my grogginess, my phone in my pocket suddenly rang loudly, startling me. I quickly sat up, covered my pocket, and stepped out of Ava''s room.


    It was a call from Adrian.


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