A lounge at the Foster residence.

Wenzel walked in with his hands behind his back, his eyes showing a hint of disappointment. He knew very well just how hard Vaida had worked to stop everything from falling apart in the ten years he had been absent.

That was why he wanted to console her first before saying anything else.

However, he didn't expect to see that she had already prepared a pot of tea for him when he stepped into the lounge. Seeing Wenzel come in, Vaida stood up, pulled the chair opposite her, and greeted him with a gentle smile.

"You're home, Dad."

It was as if Wenzel hadn't been gone in the last decade. He felt like Vaida was treating him as if he had just gone to work in the morning and had come home after a long day.

Wenzel was slightly taken aback, then gave Vaida a gentle smile. "Yes, I'm home."

He originally wanted to say something along the lines of "Thank you", but seeing her expression, he knew those words were meaningless. There were many times when the p