Megan's POV Today I wore new clothes that my mother gave me recently at the market. Wow, I feel very happy to be able to wear these new clothes. I can't stop standing in front of the mirror in my room because the peach color suits me. “Megan, are you ready?” My mother came into my room. "Yes, ma'am. Am I suitable for wearing these clothes?” “Of course you are very beautiful. Come on, your father is waiting for you!" I smiled broadly. "Okay ma'am." Me, my mother and my father went to a place that I didn't know about because it was quite far from my house. Maybe about an hour's journey. Now I have arrived in front of a fairly large restaurant. “Are we coming here, Dad?” "Yes, of course. You can eat whatever you want here.” “Hooray.” I immediately grabbed my mother's hand to go into the restaurant. There are quite a lot of people here too. There are so many food choices that it makes me confused about what I want to eat. "What are we going to buy, ma'am?" Becaus
Bertrand's POV Twice every year, I regularly receive emails about stocks. This is one of four stock issuers that I own, whose dividends I am targeting. So, because I own four different stocks, I receive emails like this seven times a year, because one of the companies I chose only pays dividends once a year. I started this investment recently, in 2020. The reason we just started it that year was because it was only that year that we had cold money or were unemployed. Before that, it was a waste of money to have cold money, I didn't even have any savings for an emergency fund because the company owned by the Hardwin family had collapsed and I was the one who had to cover it all. The main point of investment is that you must use cold money. What is cold money? Cold money means money that will not be used or idle for a certain period of time. So daily needs such as children's pocket money, shopping money, petrol money, and so on are not included in cold money. Savings that y
Isabella's POV “I hope you can wake up soon, okay, ma'am? Anthony really misses you. I promise you that when Anthony is a year old I will go back to college. I will be your reliable daughter too. I promise I won't bother you either. So don't worry about me. You're my sun.” Because I couldn't say any more words, I just hugged her and felt the warmth of her body. I hope she can recover soon and open her eyes. My heart and mind are tired enough of waiting for her. But everything is God's will. Health and illness are a gift from God, no power can hinder it. If we receive the gift of illness, we must not remain silent without trying to recover, but we are required to make the best possible efforts. The results are still God's provisions. God is good, and He always cares for us. Therefore, He does not want us to fall with our pride. He wants you to always depend on Him. Therefore, He allows us to be sick, so that we can always be close to Him. Sickness is a form of test and as a way
Sophia's POV Cakes that are made with premium quality and taste delicious, it is natural that the price is expensive. But by the way, what was that guy's name? Why didn't I have time to ask? Ah, well, later I will also know his name. And why is he always in this cake shop? Is he an employee of this cake shop? But why isn't he wearing an employee uniform? Ah, I don't know what's clear, I'll be going to the hospital soon. I went straight to the hospital with the cake I bought earlier. Arriving at the hospital I saw my father sitting in front of my mother's treatment room. His face looks gloomy and faces forward with a blank look. He must be sad because my mother hasn't regained consciousness even though yesterday my mother moved her finger but there was no movement yet. I saw that my father really loved my mother. They are a perfect couple. In fact, neither my father nor my mother ever saw any bad news except when my father married Margaretta. But my mother showed that
Chapter Sophia's POV I can't bear to see this child alone out there. If I babysit her just once, it's no problem. But I can't do it every day either. Maybe it's best to take her to an orphanage or maybe her parents will take her back. Pity you. I rubbed her head. After the child woke up, my father and I took the girl to the hospital. I have also made a report to the hospital in case anyone is looking for this child because I found her for the first time at this hospital. I was forced to leave my mother temporarily to take this child to the police station so that it could be given to the relevant parties. If I didn't have anything else to do, maybe I would want to take care of this child myself, but that's not possible. I don't have much time for that. I arrived at the hospital and I wanted to say that I had found a child. “Hey, you're a child kidnapper, aren't you? That's my child, why can he be with you?" A middle-aged woman pointed in the direction. She then forc
Bertrand's POV I read the news this morning that the parenting style has now changed from being angry and angry to being softer. Or those who have power find it easy to do anything with their power. I know this is just a status joke or joke, but let me try to explain why this recent phenomenon could have an impact in the future. People will then think, if they have power, they can put their family where they want. It doesn't matter if there are other people who are more competent or even worse, the family being placed is not competent at all. It will flow down. Governors, regents, sub-district heads, village heads, even in other environmental settings, they will think the same. Have power, can do whatever you like. Simple, top management does it and it is considered normal. Even worse, young people will lose their enthusiasm for studying and working. Because no matter how hard they try, no matter how good their competence, if they don't have 'insiders' then they will just
Isabella's POV Today is Anthony's first day eating complementary foods. At his first lunch, this time there started to be drama, Anthony screaming and refusing to eat. But in the end, I want to eat too. Even though it wasn't as delicious as breakfast earlier. Dinner is the same. My father also took me to the bookstore to buy a book on complementary foods for breast milk. Previously I only searched on the internet even though books were much more interesting. After that I practiced several menus of complementary foods for breast milk. Day by day, I record every time Anthony eats. The frequency of eating, how many mouthfuls it takes, Anthony's mood, his mother's mood, what's on the menu, how the baby reacts, what the problem or drama is, what the solution is. For evaluation. If you look at the records, it does go up and down. Sometimes I run out of portions. Sometimes there are leftovers. Sometimes I cry, scream, scream, melt, burst out. Sometimes it's delicious. But a
Sophia's POV I have reasons to consider Leon to be my life partner. I feel that I don't want to have a serious relationship with any man. Because my closeness to Leon really made me unable to concentrate in college. It's just that I haven't had the right time for it. Maybe I'll consider it later when I meet him. Today, after taking Isabella to the hospital, I intended to take Anthony for a walk around the hospital. Because Anthony would definitely get bored if he just sat still because he is an active child. I took him to the park near the hospital. I invited him to talk. I'm also sure that he at least heard even a little because that kid's memory is quite strong. “Sophia?” I turned around when my name was called. “Leon?” “Oh, so that's why you don't want to accept me, huh? You already have children, right? I just know how you are. I think you are really a good woman but you are not much different from a cheap woman. I regret that I already like you and from this m