The kids and Jerry all ate with great enthusiasm during dinner.
“Mommy...” After the meal, Alex put down his bowl and hesitated, looking at me.
“What’s wrong, Alex?” I noticed his expression and asked.
“I want to transfer to school here. Is that okay?” Alex said softly. “My vacation is almost over, but Dad still hasn’t fully recovered. I want to stay here and take care of him.”
Seeing how thoughtful Alex was, my heart twisted with guilt. For all these years, I hadn’t fulfilled my role as a mother, and now, at such a young age, he had to take on the responsibility of caring for his father.
“Of course,” I said, gently patting his head. “Let your dad handle the transfer procedures for you these next few days.” Lucas had no objections, so the transfer was decided.
After dinner, I sent th
