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A New Life, Baked Fresh

2026-03-04

I stood at the kindergarten gate, holding a box full of cranberry cookies, only to be blocked by Paul's black car. He rolled down the window, and the scent of cedarwood perfume mixed with sarcasm hit me in the face. "Olivia, do you really want to embarrass yourself in front of our son that badly?" I gripped the insulated box tightly, my fingernails digging into the palm of my hand. "I'm here to deliver snacks. This is my job." "Job?" He scoffed, his eyes sweeping over the flour-stained cuffs of my sleeves. "You used to avoid the kitchen like the plague, and now look at you—working as a cook, making a laughingstock of yourself?" He held out a bank card. "Take the money and get out of here. Don't let Alex find out his mother is so worthless." "Paul!" I suddenly raised my voice, tears nearly spilling from my eyes. "There's no shame in earning money with my own hands. Unlike you—when you cheated, did you ever stop to think about shame?" Just then, Alex's soft voice called from behind me: "Mommy!" I turned around and saw my son running toward me, holding a drawing paper. Paul's expression instantly turned complicated. He suddenly lowered his voice, his tone menacing. "Olivia, do you really think you can go on living this peaceful life forever?" I froze for a moment, and before I could react, he had turned around, picked Alex up in his arms, and left me with a sentence that sent chills down my spine: "Some things... aren't over yet."收起

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The smell of disinfectant in the kindergarten mingled with the sweet scent of snacks, drifting into my nose. I carried the insulated box full of cranberry cookies, stepping lightly. "Ms. Lynn!" the caretaker smiled as she came over, "Alex has been talking about you all morning." My heart clenched suddenly. Alex is the son Paul Green and I share. After the divorce, I only dared to see him in secret. Just as I put the cookies on the table, a small figure rushed over and clung to my leg. "Mom!" Alex looked up at me with his rosy face, his eyes shining like stars. I crouched down and quickly patted his head, my throat tightening. "Alex, be good, go back to your seat and eat your snack." He nodded and secretly slipped a neatly folded note into my hand before running off. I unfolded the note; in shaky pencil handwriting, it read: Mom, I miss you. My nose tingled, and tears almost fell. "Why are you here?" A cold male voice sounded behind me, like a bucket of ice-cold water poured over my head. I turned around. Paul Green stood not far away, dressed in a suit and tie, still the most striking figure in the crowd. It's been a year since we last met. He doesn't seem to have changed much, except his eyes are colder. "I volunteered to bring snacks for the kindergarten afternoon tea." I gripped the note in my hand, my voice trembling slightly. He frowned, his eyes scanning my worn coat and messy hair, his tone impatient: "Don't let Alex see you again." "Why not?" I asked instinctively. "His classmates will make fun of him for having a mom who makes snacks." Paul Green's words pierced my heart like needles. I looked at his neat cuffs and polished leather shoes, then glanced down at my flour-dusted hands, suddenly feeling unbearably ashamed. "I understand." I lowered my head, not daring to meet his eyes. Paul Green didn't say another word. He turned and walked over to Alex's seat, bending down to gently stroke his son's head, his touch painfully tender. I bit my lip and hurried out of the kindergarten. The sunlight touched me, but it couldn't warm my cold fingertips.

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