The court will grant you the custody no matter what. I will make sure of that. I am ashamed to even call Andrew my son. How can he go outside his marr...iage and then speak indignantly in front of me. [Throwing up his hands] It is your marriage and your life though. So, I will retreat and not bring this up again. My only request is that Andrew keep no contact with me this day on. I am putting this in my will that he is hereby forbidden to even to come to my services.[Andrew gets up and walks up to. However, the fact that she was very hungry, also something she hadn't felt in quite some time, made her get out of bed in search of food. She didn't have to search far -- there was a tray on a table just outside her door filled with fruit, toast (done, surprisingly enough, on just one side), and tea with milk on the side. She would loved to have eaten all of it, it just tasted so good, but she found herself quite full far too soon.A bit more exploration showed her the bathroom, which was much. “Nothing about how my former wife had taken my daughter from me — moved to some god forsaken part of the country and then married some pervert who was also a magistrate and managed to list me as a molester?” I said aggrieved.“The social service report did report some abuse but nothing was followed up about it!” The woman said.“Because the son-of-a-bitch told me that if I gave up my daughter then he’d stop the actions! I had no choice!” The memories of the time came back to me, my lost daughter. I felt myself getting wet. Before anything much happened Ashok squirted in my hands. I felt his whole body shaking and the next moment I had wet stuff on my hands. As I pulled out my hands I found stuff like egg white on my palms. Ashok looked very embarrassed. It seemed like the first time it happened to him. I did not see him for 2 days and I really missed him. A few days later Ashok came in and suggested we go to a waterfall some 3 hours by bus which we could do in a day trip. My.