“That’s wonderful. Let’s head to class,” the teacher said with a smile, seeing how happy Mike was. One of the teachers took Mike’s hand and led him toward the classroom.

In the quiet, enclosed backseat, only Teresa and Jonathan remained. Teresa glanced over at Jonathan, her eyes lingering for a moment.

She’d wanted to ask him something that morning, but with Lucas showing up, she never got the chance. Last night, the two of them opened up and talked about so much with each other. It all felt so surreal and like a dream for her.

He’d also confessed that the reason he’d missed her calls several times was because Irene had hung up on her when he wasn’t looking, and even deleted the call logs. He had no idea it was happening.

They’d talked through a lot, but when it came to certain topics, both of them would suddenly fall silent, as if by unspoken agreement.

Jonathan had always thought Teresa had never tried to reach out to him. And Teresa had always assumed he was about to remarry, start a new life, and build a new family.

Neither of them expected that they were both still standing in the same place where they departed.

Teresa finally worked up the nerve to ask, her voice barely above a whisper, “Why… why did you kiss me yesterday?”

Jonathan had been reading through some files, but at her question, he closed them and looked straight at her. “Why do you think?”

Teresa hesitated, her heart pounding. “Were you drunk?”

“I wasn’t drunk.”

Teresa licked her lips. “If you weren’t drunk, then I have no idea why.”

Jonathan lowered his eyes to his files and let out a hum. “You have no idea? Well, take your time.”

Teresa didn’t know what to say. ‘If it wasn’t alcohol, does it mean he still has feelings for me? Or maybe he’d just been holding it in for too long while he was abroad?’ She didn’t know.

She wasn’t sure. She had no clue what he was thinking. ‘If he wouldn’t say it, how am I supposed to know?’

“What about you? Why are you working so hard?” Jonathan suddenly asked, closing his files again and turning to her.

“What?” Teresa was baffled.

“I’m already paying child support, and I told you if you ever need more, just ask me. I gave you the keys to the villas in Jarisburg and Strico. You could be living an easy life with the kids, so why not just enjoy it? Why throw yourself into work and stress yourself out with your company?” Jonathan pressed.

Teresa bit her lip, feeling a pang in her chest. She turned away, her voice low. “Well, you should take your time, too.”

Jonathan stared at her, speechless. They both fell silent, and neither asked any more questions. Time slipped by in that heavy silence as they drove. Neither of them spoke the words that they wanted to say.

When they pulled up in front of Teresa’s office building, Jonathan broke the silence. “Try to keep your lunch break open. I want to take you somewhere,” he said before she got out of the car.

Teresa was confused. “Where are we going?”

“You’ll find out soon enough. You won’t be disappointed,” Jonathan replied. With that, he drove off.

Teresa spent the whole morning in her office, still unable to figure out where Jonathan was planning to take her. She was happy about his return. But when it came to their relationship, she felt completely lost.

‘Should I break the status quo? If I did, what would our relationship be?’

‘It feels as if we are two people drifting on a boat in the middle of the ocean–when the fog finally cleared, there might be an even greater abyss waiting ahead,‘ she thought.

When noon finally rolled around, Teresa got a call from Jonathan. He was already there, so she headed downstairs right on time. “Where are you taking me, exactly?”

“Just get in the car. It’s cold out here,” Jonathan said, still not giving away where they were headed.

They kept driving. Teresa never expected Jonathan to bring her to a club.