Catherine's POV
When I returned home, the children were about to go upstairs to sleep. When they saw me return, they all ran down and hugged me. "Mommy, we heard that you had a fight with James. Don't be angry. We will help you."
"Oh, my kids." I was so moved that my considerate kids cared about me so much. I held them in my arms and comforted them, "Don't worry about me. I am an adult. I will deal with it. Besides, we just quarreled and have to separate from each other for the time being. That way, everyone will be fine."
"We understand. Good night, Mommy." The three of them said the same thing one by one. After watching them go upstairs into their rooms, I came to the kitchen.
"Monica, thank you. Now have a rest. I'm really fine. I just drank a little."
"How can you not eat anything
