What it means to be a good parent

I’ve spent all my life chasing after my husband’s love. But now that I am on my deathbed, I realised that I had never fulfil my roles of being a proper mother towards my son.

As I closed my eyes, I saw a tear had rolled down my son’s cheek. I wish I could wipe with my hand, but I didn’t have any strength left. If I was given another chance to relive my life again. I promise that I won’t ever neglect you like how I did in the life.

Shockingly, my wish was granted. I’ve returned back to the time where my son was only 10 years old, it’s still not too late to fix things. So I had set all my attention on my son and took care of him. But then, some odd things started to happen. My cold husband used to look annoyed when I was by his side is now acting unusual. It's like he's actually in love with me.



(I do not own the picture cover)