To my utter heartbreak, Ashton sold all my property for the wedding with Kayla's niece. As a result, I couldn't gather enough funds for my father's surgery, leading to his death.
As I opened my eyes, I was back to when Ashton was six years old.
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As I opened my eyes once more, I found myself standing in the police department.
Next to me, I heard the voice of my mother-in-law, Lamia, complaining, "I repeatedly told you not to leave Ashton to me. I go hiking every day, and I'm very busy.
"You are Ashton's mom, so of course, you should take good care of him.
"I worked so hard to raise Erik. Do I have to take care of your son for you?"
In my previous life, I would lower my head and silently endure Lamia's scolding without uttering a single word.
Due to Erik and I being occupied with work and lacking the time to care for Ashton, we had no choice but to rely on his grandmother, Lamia, to look after him.
As Ashton was already attending preschool at that time, I didn't need to worry too much. To ensure Lamia had everything she needed, I diligently prepared a variety of vegetables, meat, and fruits in the refrigerator. Additionally, I stocked the cupboard with snacks for her convenience.