Don't Give Up on Love, Don't Leave MeChapter 1

It was early summer. The last wish of our two children before they died was for our family of four to go to the sea.

But before leaving, the child's father disappeared.

A pair of children passed away with regret.

I saw a photo of the two of them on Willow’s Instagram.

The caption is, "A special birthday, with a special person."

I packed my bags and decided to leave.

Jason cried and begged me to stay again.

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Jason hated me.

He either didn't like the two children I gave birth to.

As long as his sweetheart called him, he would travel thousands of miles to meet her.

But even I begged him,

he didn't want to come to see his two children for the last time.

I returned home exhausted.

The house was brightly lit and I opened the door with joy.

I thought I would see my two children,

but only to find Jason being pinned down on the couch by Willow.

They were very intimate.

My hopes were dashed and I felt lost in an instant.

Seeing me coming, Jason was a little flustered and pushed Willow away.

Eh.

I sneered.

The ink on the children's death certificates had barely dried.

After missing for half a month, Jason came back.

He couldn't wait to take the woman home.

Jason was ready for everything.

But I didn't show any expression. I didn't even look at them much.

I went upstairs and took down my packed luggage.

The house that I was ready to leave early in the morning was a wedding gift from Jason's grandpa.

But Jason rarely set foot there.

Mostly I lived there with my two children.

I went downstairs quickly.

The two of them were talking on the couch.

The man who usually had a blank expression now showed tenderness.

He would only be like this in front of Willow.

When facing me, there was only endless indifference.

They didn't notice me.

As long as Willow was around, Jason would never have me in his eyes.

I was used to it.

The sound of the suitcase tires startled Jason.

He looked at me quietly, and said stiffly, "Melody, what are you doing?"

Willow also looked over and curled her lips, "Melody, I suffered a low blood sugar attack. We happened to be nearby, and Jason brought me here. Please don't mind."

Hypoglycemia?

I saw Jason serving juice. He even peeled the candy and fed it into her mouth.

Her lips touched his fingertips, and neither of them realized anything was wrong.