Thaddeus just wanted to smoke a cigar to ease his discomfort, but when the cigar was taken away, his awkwardness only intensified.
"Bertha," he began, "I understand everything you said. I may have been thoughtless, which was unfair to Lea. But for Lea’s sake, you can't just say you want a divorce. Lea is still young."
Seated next to her mother and nibbling on a slice of pizza, Lea began to interject. "Don't use me as an excuse. I don't care. If you two get divorced, I'll stay with Mom. To me, that's still a complete family."
"You..." Thaddeus began.
Bertha gave Thaddeus a cold look. "Did you hear that? To your child, it doesn't matter whether you're around."
Thaddeus, deprived of his cigarette and frustrated, thumped his thigh as he fell silent for a long while. When he finally lifted his head, he said, "How could I be so biased as to leave nothing for you and Lea? I didn't want to say anything because I was afraid it would cause chaos if Sophia found out. Bertha, it’s surprising that after all these years, you still don't understand me."
Bertha frowned, feeling a bit confused. "What do you mean? Be clear."
Lea, too, blinked her big eyes at her father, curious about what excuse he’d come up with next.
Thaddeus explained, "I’m planning to give all my visible assets to Sophia, but years ago, I began investing in numerous properties under your and Lea’s names. Those properties are no less valuable than the ones I’m giving to Sophia.
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