After catching my wife in bed with another man, I remarried novel Chapter 40

"Dad."

I was about to leave when Ava, now freed from her restraints, rushed towards me.

I stood there, unsure whether I should return her embrace.

"Dad, I was so scared. Can you hug me? I only just realized you're the best person in the world to me. I must have been blind before."

I sighed, unable to harden my heart, and held her close.

I was scared too, afraid that Alex's recklessness might cause me to lose my precious daughter. Blood is thicker than water; it's not something you can just let go of.

At that moment, Grace timidly approached us, softly calling out to her daughter.

"Ava."

Ava suddenly turned, glaring at her mother with anger. She shoved Grace away and shouted at the police.

"Officer, she's an accomplice. She was the one who handed me over to Alex to please him."

Grace, trembling with fear, shook her head vigorously but couldn't offer any rebuttal.

I knew Ava wouldn't falsely accuse Grace. After all, in Ava's eyes, her mother held the highest place. That's why she was so easily manipulated by Grace, always siding with her.

Grace's actions had shattered Ava's faith, leaving her sobbing uncontrollably.

I stepped in front of Ava to shield her from Grace's view. With a stern face, I questioned Grace, "Is what she said true? Did you really betray us to please that bastard?"

Grace, crying, grabbed at my pant leg. "Darling, please let me explain. It was Alex who forced me to do this. It's all Alex's fault."

I kicked her away, feeling an indescribable mixture of disappointment and anger.

How could she ever deserve to be a mother?

The police asked if I wanted to write a letter of forgiveness for Grace. I asked Ava, who, with a stern face, replied, "No. I don't want a mother like that."

Later, Alex was sentenced to ten years in prison, and Grace received six years.

From then on, Ava matured a lot. She stopped arguing with me and adjusted her views on life.

She never mentioned Grace again but often boasted to her friends that I was her hero.

My group of brothers came to visit and accepted Ava as their goddaughter.

Ava was thrilled. "I have five dads, and they're all handsome!"

My brothers and I laughed heartily.

Life seemed to have changed, yet remained the same, moving forward day by day with a renewed sense of hope!