NovelEnglishChapter 403 Sean's throat tightened as if something had lodged there, so dry he could barely make a sound. Grief churned inside his chest, raw and relentless.
He looked down at his daughter's clear, hopeful eyes, and it felt as though a thousand steel needles pierced straight through his heart.
He couldn't bear to let her know the cruel truth-that her mother was gone forever.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtBut lying to his daughter was even harder.
Sean was silent for a long while before he finally managed to speak, his voice strained. "Sweetheart, Mommy's gone somewhere far away now. But she's up in the sky, always watching over you. Her biggest wish is for you to grow up happy." The little girl nodded as if she understood, a flicker of sadness in her gaze, but she quickly brightened and beamed up at him. "Then, Daddy, let's go hnow!" Seeing his daughter so gentle and mature for her age made Sean's eyes sting with tears. He pulled her slender, fragile body close, holding her to his chest.
Maybe it was a father's instinct, or maybe the bond between them was just that strong, but even though Sean tried so hard to hide his sorrow, his daughter sensed it instantly.
She raised her small hand and gently patted his head. "Don't cry, Daddy. If you cry, I'll be sad too." Her kindness only made Sean's heart ache more. "Alright, Daddy won't cry. Let's go home, sweetheart." He started to lift her up to leave, but she suddenly said, "Wait, Daddy-I haven't said goodbye to Mr. Liam yet." Sean paused, then carried her back into Liam's house.
The place reeked of alcohol, but it was spotless; everything was tidy, not a thing out of place.
Sean had no idea that during the days his daughter stayed here, this tiny two-year-old had been quietly cleaning up every day, doing her best to take care of the withdrawn, grieving Liam.
He found Liam slumped on the floor, looking as if the life had been drained out of him. Sean let out a heavy sigh. "Liam, you've got to look forward. I'll give you three days to pull yourself together. After that, cback to work. Maybe keeping busy will help ease the pain." Liam slowly lifted his head, his eyes as empty and dry as an old well.
His lips moved, as if he wanted to say something, but in the end, he swallowed the words and fell silent. Sean carried his daughter over. She wriggled out of his arms and walked to Liam's side, reaching up to gently touch his face. "Mr. Liam, you have to get better soon, okay? My daddy's here to takehome." "Daddy?" Liam looked up at Sean, confusion written all over his face.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmSean ccloser and patted Liam's shoulder. "It's a long story. She's Claire's and my daughter. I'll explain everything another time." After leaving Liam's, Sean clutched his daughter as if, if he let go, she might vanish.
The car sped down the road toward home. Curled up in Sean's arms, om Amara Foster gaze wide-eyed at NO everything inside the vehicle, letting out little gasps of wonder now and then. Watching his lively, curious daughter, Sean felt the darkness that had weighed on him for so long finally begin to lift.
The Foster family home.
As soon as they stepped through the door, Aberdeen and Grace hurried out to greet them.
When Sean revealed that the child was his and Claire's, both the old nang Grace froze in shock, woman and staring as if they'd just heard the impossible.
The matriarch's hand flew to her mouth as her eyes filled with tears, while Grace stood there, utterly unable to process what she'd just heard.
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