Beyond The Divorce - Season 5 Episode 18
Grace knelt at the gate and reached through it as she waved at my daughter. “Ava, come here! Ava…”
Even my deepest grudges vanished at that moment. After all, Grace was an elderly woman who had a troubled life. Now, she had to face such a thing in her old age. Still, someone had to be responsible for
causing this tragedy.
I felt a tear in my eye as I turned away and gulped. I noticed Ava retreating while Grace cried, “Ava, please
come here. Don’t you want to see your grandma?”
She appeared frantic, looking around as if seeking help to get inside. I could no longer bear it and
approached the gate. Ava saw me and called out, “Mommy!”
She let go of my mom’s hand but didn’t run toward me. Perhaps she was scared, or Grace’s changed
appearance made Ava think she was a stranger.
When I reached Grace, I reassured her, “Don’t worry. I’ll talk to her first, okay?”
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Grace looked at me tearfully as I spoke.
Meanwhile, my mom softly spoke to Ava, presumably encouraging her to come over. I knew no one in my
family was heartless.
Grace pleaded, “Chloe, let me hold her. Ava, come here and let Grandma hug you. Don’t you want to see
me?”
I entered the gate, picked up Ava, and said, “Let’s
respect your elders, okay? She just wants to see you.”
you, and you should
Ava grew stern as she scolded me, “But she bullies you! I don’t want to see her!”
I tried to reason with her, “People make mistakes sometimes, so we should give them a chance to learn
from it. What do you think?”
Ava leaned into me and looked toward the gate.
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“Ava…” Grace continued calling for my daughter.
Ava’s eyes filled with tears, and I felt pained. “Go on, sweetheart. You’re a good girl. Grandma came to see you because she knows she was wrong. Don’t you remember? Grandma used to make your favorite food for you.
She nodded while looking at Grace.
I stood up and led my daughter to her grandmother. Ava’s small hand still clutched mine as we approached, revealing her conflicted thoughts
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As we stepped outside the gate, Grace lunged forward. However, Ava recoiled and looked at me in a
panic, perhaps because Grace’s actions were overwhelming. Immediately after, I encouraged Ava, “Go to
Grandma, okay?”
Ava weakly called out, “Grandma?”
Grace burst into tears, drawing the attention of onlookers
I quickly reassured her, “Don’t scare her. She’s already here to see you. Be happy.”
I nudged Ava closer to Grace, and she hugged Ava, saying, “Oh, Aval I’ve missed you
miss Grandma?”
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Tears welled in Ava’s eyes, and she even asked, “Will you still bully my mommy?”
so much! Do you
Grace knelt and sobbed. She shook her head vigorously, saying, ‘No, no, Grandma won’t do that anymore. Ava, you’re my beloved granddaughter! Did you miss me?”
I was speechless while watching the duo interact. Ultimately. Ava wrapped her little arms around Grace’s neck. I only approached them half an hour later and said, “Let’s stop for now. It’s time to take Ava to
school.”
Grace looked at me with a tear–stained face and whispered, “Can I follow? Just this once.”
She looked humble, so I sighed and agreed, “Okay, get in the car.”
When we arrived at the entrance, Grace told Ava, “If you want me to make your favorite food, don’t forget.
to tell me, okay? I’ll cook whatever you want.”
“But my grandma already made me food,” Ava replied, “I have to go now.”
“Okay, I’ll come see you again next time, dear. Be a good girl at school, okay?” Grace said while still
holding onto Ava.
I
Soon after, I left the car and approached them, saying. “You can visit again next time, Grace.”
She reluctantly released Ava and watched her go inside. Ava even turned back several times to look at Grace. Later, my mom told me she was going to the market and left. I knew she had been quite patient with Grace around.
Even though Ava had already entered, Grace was still staring toward the school entrance. Grace wiped her tears and glanced at me, saying, Thanks for everything. I’ll go home now.”
“W–Would you like me to… I could give you a ride home if you’d like,” I offered.
“No, no! You’re busy, so just go ahead with your work.” Grace wiped away her tears before hurrying away from my sight.
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