Joaquin looked into her sincere gaze, her puffy eyes, and her tears, and he finally nodded. As long as she knows repentance. Maybe she just cares about Daddy too much. Besides, Jamie only suffered diarrhea, nothing much. And she knows what she did was wrong. I can give her a chance.
Meredith hugged him. "Thank you, Jojo. Thank you for forgiving me. I'll do my best to be a good mommy from now on. You're all I have left, so let's support each other, huh?"
Joaquin caressed her back gently. For the first time in his life, he thought of Meredith as his own mother. At the Fowler Residence.
John sat on his rocking chair at the balcony, his eyes closed. He had aged a lot over these few days. As he reminisced about the past and saw Jameson in his memories, he felt suffocated.
