After being discharged from the hospital, Foster Mother stayed with me in the company dormitory to take care of me.
To help me recover quickly, she prepared all sorts of delicious meals in various ways.
Watching her busy figure, my sense of guilt grew even stronger.
"Mom, please take a rest. I can take care of myself just fine. I've found a place, and once I'm done with this bit of work, we can move there together."
Foster Mother brought over a bowl of chicken noodle soup and handed it to me. "You've just gone through a divorce and your spirit is badly hurt. There's no need to spend more money on renting a place. I think the dormitory is quite good, it's convenient for your work."