As we sat in silence, Cathy made a video call.
Cathy was my daughter, who was four years old now and had recently been on vacation with my mom, her grandmother.
"Daddy, do you miss me? I miss you so much."
Cathy said with her pouty lips, making funny faces in front of the camera, dispelling the gloom in my heart.
Amelia had suffered from postpartum depression after giving birth to Cathy.
In order for her to recover better, Cathy had been taken care of by me and my mother since she was born.
"Where is mom? Can I talk to her?"
I handed my phone to Amelia.
Watching her interact closely with her Amelia, I, who had already made up my mind, suddenly wavered.
Children who grew up in single-parent families were somewhat sensitive in character.
What about Cathy if we divorced? Would she be affected by us?
After hanging up the phone, Amelia held my hand with a guilty face.
"Darling, Cathy is so cute, and how can you bear to make her sad?"
This time, I didn't pull away her hand.
Maybe we could try again.
The next day, Amelia did indeed live up to her word and played the role of a devoted wife and mother.
I used to prepare three meals a day at home before.
Now, Amelia got up early in the morning and was busy in the kitchen, showing us two scrambled eggs that had been shaped like hearts.
On her delicate fingers, there was a very noticeable red blister.
Seeing me looking at her, she quickly put her hand under the table, looking embarrassed.
"Dear, am I really useless? I can't even scramble eggs well."
Amelia had been spoiled since childhood, and after marrying me, I didn't want her to be too tired.
Although I knew she was trying to please me, I still felt a little touched in my heart.
I got up and found the first-aid kit, disinfected her finger, and put on a bandage.
Amelia lowered her head. I couldn't see the expression on her face, but her voice was surprisingly soft.
"Darling, I will try to be a good wife. Grandpa used to say that you are the most loyal and yearn for a complete and warm family."
I grew up in a single-parent family, and my father ran away when I was young because of debts. I was very envious of others who had parents to accompany them, and I longed for a warm and complete family of my own.
"You don't have to force yourself to do things you're not good at or don't like. These are small things, I can do them or hire a maid to do them."