DIVORCED LOVERS.

I came down after getting changed, and I walked to the lounge, more like a restaurant at the hotel alone, Alvin had a table already for us, they have four chairs.

I sat down at one of the chairs, as I pursued Alvin and Isabel with my grandson to come out of their room.

Five minutes passed, and none of them as left their room, I hope Alvin or maybe Isabel isn't fighting with each other.

Speaking of them, I saw them coming toward the table.

Ian was helped up to his chair, Isabel takes one of the chairs, and Alvin, my son, with a huge smile on...