Noemiâs eyes reflected her daughterâsâ-weary and tear-streaked.
She patted Deanna on the back and pushed her own emotions down.
âDonât worry about us, Deanna.
The new semester is about to begin.
Just focus on your studies.
â
Deanna kept sobbing, unable to contain her tears.
Brianâs hand went to his pocket.
Feeling it empty, he asked, âDeanna, have you seen my phone?â
She sniffed, then handed Brianâs phone to him.
âYes.
The lawyer has already sent the photo of your divorce certificate.
â
Divorce certificate?
Brian glanced at her and pursed his lips.
Noemi visibly brightened at the news.
âBrian, have you finalized your divorce with Rosalynn?â
Brian just frowned and said nothing.
Deanna took his phone and opened the fake divorce certificate.
âMom, you can rest assured now.
I told you.
Brian is a good son.
He wouldnât do anything that would hurt you.
â
Noemi looked at Brian and nodded.
âIâm relieved now.
â
Brian took back his phone and put his arm around Noemiâs shoulder.
âMom, donât think too much about the future.
For now, you just have to focus on living a good life.
Promise me.
â
A flicker of anger lit up in Noemi as she thought of Rosalynn.
âAlright.
I promise.
Iâll go out and relax sometime soon.
I wonât act impulsively anymore.
â
She refused to be looked down upon by a younger woman.
In the end, it was she who ultimately won.
Brian gave her a nod and took her out.