By the time I got divorced, I was alone and the wife was still holding on. But I could not continue the life of no harmony on everything so I definitely broke up. According to my wishes, my son is with my wife and I provide monthly support.
I left the house with my parents and then moved to my parents' house. His ex-wife proved to be very miserable and once said he only stayed there to raise his child, not to go further. After two years of separation, I had a new lover. She also broke her marriage but had no children.
I am really happy to find the true love of my life. We got on well with everything, planning to get married late last year. But my son suddenly died from a traffic accident, so he decided to postpone it.
After the child died, my ex-wife was miserable and broke down. Seeing her like that, I couldn't stand it, so I often went to visit and cheer for her. My lover is sympathetic but not jealous, accepting to wait for things to gradually ease.
Part of my interactions with my ex-wife in
japanese sex part because of responsibility should always keep a distance, not wanting her to hope for a reunion. Everyday, after work, instead of taking my lover out, I went to my house to welcome my ex-wife to visit my son's grave. I should have brought the altar to my grandparents' house, but I did not want my ex-wife to be more upset, so I stayed at the old house. After four months, I less frequent, just to burn incense for children and then return.
Almost ten months after the death of my son, my ex-wife called me to come home. I thought she would discuss son worship. But when I arrived, a large feast was set, with flowers and wine.
There is no one else in the house but her and me. Ex-wife invited me to eat rice, drink wine. I reluctantly sat and ate, trying to prevent her but she drank a lot. When I had some yeast, my ex-wife suddenly suggested that I stay the same night.
She did not hide her intention to ask me to have another child. She hopes to have a baby like him to ease her nostalgia. I was completely surprised at the proposal of my ex-wife.
She looked so pitiful, saying and crying. I know that she loves her son so much, she remembers me going to a shelter. But following my wife's wishes, I was disturbed because I was about to get married, not wanting to hurt new people.
Thinking so, I refused to leave, despite her earnestly pleading. After that, my ex-wife repeatedly begged me to think even more confusing. I started to soften but I couldn't think of my lover. What should I do in this situation, please give me advice.