Chapter 10%
D
“This is my home,” I said firmly. “Ethan, don’t come near me.“/
I didn’t want to see him.”
Whenever I did, I’d think of the pain when Lily died.”
I’d remember her crying before, asking me why Ethan didn’t like her.
We were both chasing his love and craving his attention, forgetting ourselves./
I turned to leave, but Ethan quickly stood, anxious. “Hannah, I know everything that happened back then. I’m sorry. I was drunk–I don’t even remember. So all these years, I thought it was you…”
“You framed me. That’s why I ignored you and denied Lily’s existence. I was wrong. I’m sorry. Please, give me another chance. Let me make it right. I beg you, okay?“}
Rarely had he begged so humbly–just like when I begged him to see Lily, humbled to the point of losing all dignity.
“When you say that, did you think of Jessica? Isn’t she your favorite? She still has your child…”
My eyes were filled with sarcasm./
He noticed but didn’t get angry. “The day you left, she had a miscarriage. The child is gone. She’s history now.“}
There were things he didn’t say. After Jessica’s miscarriage, she came back to the Sinclair family, causing a scene and forcing Ethan to marry her. But Ethan’s father silently exposed her past–her affairs abroad, multiple abortions, and miscarriages caused by her history. Jessica realized she couldn’t enter the family, so she took money from Ethan’s mother and cut ties with Ethan completely.}
I said nothing. Ethan continued, “Hannah, since you left, I realized the one I love is you. I’m sorry about Lily. I’ll do everything to make it up to you. We’ll have more children in the future.“W
I nearly vomited. I looked at him coldly. “Ethan, do you deserve that?”
I once thought he’d return to us after the child was born.”
I once longed for his love and attention.
But delusions are just delusions.
Now I have no illusions or hopes–yet he has turned back.”
It’s laughable to think about.”
I smiled faintly. Before he could speak, I said, “If Lily could come back, maybe I’d change my mind.“%
Hope in Ethan’s eyes instantly faded to despair.”
Because we both knew it was impossible.
Having said that, I had nothing more to say and reached for my bag.”
Ethan tried to stop me. “Huan-”
Just then, a small figure in a swimsuit ran from the café, waving excitedly. “Auntie Hannah, hurry! Dad said we’re going swimming!“}
I looked up and saw father and daughter waiting by the door.
Sunlight streamed through the window–bright and dazzling, just like the road ahead of me.”
My heart softened. I stepped forward.”
Glancing back, I saw Ethan standing there–broken, crying silently, his eyes full of despair and regret. But I was no longer soft. I would never look back.
wather Woonan After Our Daughter’s Funeral.
