At a club, Sean is seen sitting with his tie and shirt in disarray. Sean has already finished several bottles of wine. Alexa's words really bother him. Sean does not love Alexa. Sean only thinks of Alexa as a friend. Sean loves Alexa like a younger sister. Sean did not expect Alexa to still remember his words. In his opinion, those were just the words of a teenager who did not yet understand the meaning of love.
"How did you feel when Alexa left you like that nine years ago?" Sean lifted his chin and stared at the person in front of him.
How do I feel? Sean had trouble describing his feelings. He had asked himself the same question. Did he really love Alexa? However, Sean did not feel heartbroken because Alexa had left him. Unlike the dramas he often watched, where the male characters regretted not realizing their feelings earlier.
In fact, Alexa's departure had no effect on Sean. He was still able to study and work well.
The look of confusion on his face was clear. Raphael rubbed his face, took a cup of wine and sipped it. He was tired of listening to his friend's love story. Every time Raphael gave his advice, Sean kept repeating the same mistakes. So it was useless. There was no conclusion that night, only silence and lingering feelings.
***
The woman with a slender body and shoulder-length hair got out of the car and took off her sunglasses. Her long legs stepped inside, her hands full of a bouquet of flowers and her luxury bag. She didn't need to ask the receptionist any questions. She knew this place very well.
Her steps halted precisely at the door to the VVIP room. Her hands trembled slightly as she tried to steady herself and slowly opened the door. Inside, she saw the figure of an elderly man who was helpless. It had been five years since the man had lost consciousness.
The woman placed the bouquet of flowers on the table, then pulled out a chair and sat down right next to the man. She held the hand of the man in front of her. Her eyes were slightly teary, unable to bear seeing the man she loved lying helpless like this.
"Our Lexie is back. Don't you want to see her? Come on, get up. Haven't you missed her terribly? She's even more beautiful now, and she hates me even more."
"I'm sorry, I failed as a mother." With a sob, Marrie couldn't continue her sentence. Her beloved child now kept her distance from her. Marrie missed her little Lexie. Marrie missed being called "mom" by her.
'SOME PEOPLE SHOULD NEVER BE PARENTS.'
Like a broken record. That voice always haunted her, Marrie was not fit to be a mother. Marrie was not a good mother. But what Marrie did was for her child's sake. To save her child. If only back then... Marrie hadn't acted recklessly, maybe none of this would have happened and Alexa wouldn't be in pain.
Alyssa, who had been standing in front of the door, changed her mind about going inside. She wanted to give her mother some space. The sound of quiet sobbing could be heard. A few moments later, Alyssa went inside.
"Is there any good news?" Marrie could see the sadness on Alyssa's face. Alyssa just shook her head. Seeing this, Marrie looked sad and gently rubbed the hand of the man in front of her. Hoping for a miracle. All treatments had been tried, but none had shown good results.
For years, Marrie has spent a lot of time in the darkest corner. Many things have been sacrificed in order to prioritize one life that is struggling there. However, in reality, year after year, the sacrifices made have not yielded good results. She seems reluctant to live.
God, are we being selfish if we try to keep him here? To continue accompanying him. When he himself has finished with his life. Then, why do we insist on giving him breathing aids? Which in fact only serve to delay his passing.
***
Elsewhere, Alexa was applying lipstick and fixing her makeup. A few hours ago, Alyssa asked Alexa to go to the hospital. The car was stuck in traffic. Alexa had been stuck there for an hour. The distance from the Hart mansion to the hospital was only 30 minutes.
Alexa sighed deeply and took her tablet out of her bag. The screen lit up, displaying a list of documents waiting to be read. Her fingers nimbly touched the screen, scrolling through the list of tasks that had to be completed today. Although the traffic jam was annoying, at least it gave Alexa time to finish some reports.
After previously studying and managing the Pierce family business in Denmark, she is now also fully responsible for the operations and development of the Hart family business.
***
An incoming call from '❤️' woke Sean up this morning. He smiled when he saw the name on the screen. He heard a hoarse, soft voice on the other end of the line. Sean, who was still lying in bed, immediately sat up and was on alert.
"Sean, my dad is in critical condition." Sean immediately got up and prepared as quickly as possible to rush to the hospital.
Sean arrived at the hospital a few minutes later, parking haphazardly and getting out of the car in a hurry. As he entered the lobby, his eyes immediately searched for one face. A face he knew desperately needed his presence.
His steps faltered when his gaze fell upon the woman. She was sitting in the corner of the waiting room with teary eyes, her face pale but trying to be strong.
Sean sighed softly, his feelings mixed between relief and anxiety. Walking slowly, when his woman saw him, her eyes widened slightly and she ran to hug Sean.
"Sorry, I just got here." Her voice was soft, almost inaudible.
They sat side by side, Sean holding her hand, hoping to give her strength.
This was the reason. It was highly unlikely that Alexa's hopes would come true. Sean had found the right woman for him. She is very intelligent, beautiful, and kind too. Three years ago, Sean met the woman who changed his life just by being there. She radiates love and light. Sean loved her very much.
Suddenly, from a distance, he heard someone calling his name. Sean recognized the voice. His heart began to race. His eyes widened and he felt suffocated. Instantly, his face turned pale. Sean was in a panic.
The footsteps drew closer...