"I... I’m here to see Miss Redington," Theodore Lucas’s voice was sowhat hoarse.
Emily Taylor didn’t speak, stepping aside.
Orlando Lucas supported Theodore Lucas, slowly and arduously walking in.
As Theodore Lucas approached step by step, he felt a little more regret and annoyance within.
The people standing in this room should have originally been his wife, his son, his daughter-in-law, and his grandchildren.
But now, they were looking at him with wary and complex expressions.
The words at the tip of his tongue suddenly got stuck.
Theodore Lucas suddenly realized that even though he did a good deed, helping Aidan Lucas and Lily, he still had no right to appear before them.
"I... I just ca to see that you’re okay, you and the child..." Theodore Lucas couldn’t bear to stay any longer, said this, and wanted to turn back.
"Wait a mont."
Just one step away, a short plea from behind stopped him.
The dimness in Theodore Lucas’s eyes brightened, and he turned back to look.
"Thank you for yesterday..." Ben Lucas suddenly called out to Theodore Lucas.
Those deep almond-shaped eyes, identical to Aidan Lucas’s, were intently watching him.
At that mont, Theodore Lucas almost thought he saw that child from back then.
When Aidan Lucas was little, he had the sa bright, dark eyes.
When he looked at him, there was a longing and hope, a sparkling light.
But he didn’t know when it started, the light in that child’s eyes gradually went out.
By the ti they, as father and son, saw each other as enemies, those once bright eyes of the child had been replaced by an unfathomable cold pool.
Seeing Ben’s clear, slightly naïve gaze.
Theodore Lucas finally understood; it was him who personally shattered his son’s affection for him.
A flood of intense emotions surged from his limbs to his heart, and Theodore Lucas could no longer hold on, crying and kneeling down in front of everyone.
"I was wrong... wrong... it was my fault..."
"I was dazzled, it was my just deserts. Dad, Mom, I’m sorry! Emily, I failed you, caused you heartbreak and pain! And Ethan Wilson, it was... it was this father who was no good, who did not fulfill a father’s duty..."
The grief filled Theodore Lucas’s chest.
He knelt on the ground, tears streaming down, crying miserably and sorrowfully.
It’s as if he wanted to wash away all the sins and regrets of these decades with his tears.
Crying until finally, Theodore Lucas even slamd his forehead heavily on the ground.
Seeing his self-blaming and frantic scene, even Emily Taylor felt a bit of sympathy, telling Orlando Lucas to quickly help him up.
"I’m sorry, I know that saying or doing more won’t make up for it." Theodore Lucas finally vented out his internal grief.
He stood in front of Emily Taylor, bowing deeply to her.
The corners of Emily Taylor’s eyes were already wet with tears.
But to forgive, how could it be easy?
Over twenty years of pain is not sothing that a re ’sorry’ can nd.
"You... you should leave. Each of us living well in the future is the best blessing I can give you."
No longer cursing him with illness, no longer wishing him a bad end.
Emily Taylor, who practices Buddhism, had gradually let everything go.
To her, forgiving is much harder than letting go.
The best she could do was to forever forget the existence of Theodore Lucas.
There was a choking sensation in Theodore Lucas’s heart, he didn’t expect that, in the end, Emily Taylor wouldn’t even want to rember him.
He looked towards Aidan Lucas, his eyes filled with a longing glow.
Nevertheless, that glimr of light was extinguished in half a second.
Because Nathan Lucas II looked at him and said only one sentence, "Letting you go is already my greatest rcy."
[To be continued]
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