Growing up is always painful, it is inevitable.
She has thought it through very thoroughly, and Joe Wright is willing to support her in this matter of educating her daughter, but…
“Emma, no matter what the future holds, I have no regrets about what I did in the past and what I’m doing now.”
Therefore, she does not need to be grateful, let alone sorry.
But he neglected to mention that these words were tantamount to telling Emma Rosy that he was still deeply in love with her.
The sound of a TV program rang out in the living room, and Emma Rosy smiled stiffly: “Didn’t Grandpa ask you to watch the financial news with him? It seems to have started, so go on.”
After a stiff change of topic, Emma Rosy was too timid to turn her head back.
Outside the second floor bedroom, Emma Rosy knocked gently on the door.
“… Who is it?”
“It’s mom.”
“…”
After a long time without a response, she opened the door and walked in, asking with a smile, “What are you doing, will mommy stay with you?”
A small hill rises from the bed and Keira pulls herself under the covers.
Emma Rosy tries to pull the covers back, and from inside comes a desperately suppressed cry: “No, Mommy! I want to go to sleep, mommy get out!”
In the dark and stifling environment, Keira curled up on the bed and pressed her body against the covers.
She had already decided that she would never forgive her mother no matter how much she apologized or what she tried to do to coax her, but for some reason, when she heard her mother’s voice, tears sprang up.
“You’ll be bored if you stay inside all the time, Keira, come out and let mommy hold you.”
“No!”
The little hill shook a little, expressing Keira’s strong dissatisfaction: “Mommy hates me, and Daddy left me, you all… don’t want to care about me…”
Emma Rosy was heartbroken and leaned over to hug her.
“Good boy, tell mommy why you are crying? Because mommy scolded you, or because you miss daddy?” Her heart felt like it was being clutched by a hand, sore and swollen, and her voice was hoarse when she spoke.
Keira jumped into her arms, sobbing for a long time before saying intermittently, “I want Daddy… Alex Daddy… Joe Daddy… other children have, I also… want to live with Daddy, but they all left… all left me…”
Emma Rosy’s three years in prison were both the most painful and the happiest for Keira. At that time, her biological parents were a blank memory in her mind, and she only had Joe Wright and her grandfather in her life.
She may have watched cartoons and wondered if other children had parents, and she may have looked forward to being reunited with her biological parents, but more often than not, she was happy and joyful.
But then Emma Rosy came back to her, and Alex Brown met her, and since then, her little head has been full of worries.
Afraid of leaving Papa Joe behind, afraid of losing Papa Alex, wishing that all the people she likes can live together, but reality forces her to make a choice.
By now, she doesn’t even have a choice.
Alex’s dad left the country, Joe’s dad went on a blind date, and the only person left to keep her company was her mom.
“I just want a daddy…” she said cautiously as she shrank into Emma Rosy’s arms.
In a flash, Emma Rosy held Keira tighter.
It was her selfish choice to let Keira be born under those circumstances. She had deprived a child of the happiness it deserved, so who was she to lose her temper?
“I’m sorry Keira, it’s all mommy’s fault.” She closed her eyes tightly and held back a choked sob: “Mom was too selfish at first and only thought about her own feelings. But Keira, mommy will definitely make it up to you, let’s not bother Papa Joe, okay?”
Keira tilted her head to look at her, tears shining, the end of her eyes were red with crying, like a little rabbit: “Why? Because I… am not Papa Joe’s real child?”
Children are always thought to be innocent and ignorant, but in fact they know everything, including the cruelest truth.
Emma Rosy lifted her hand and gently stroked her cheek, finally nodding her head ruthlessly: “That’s right. Everyone has their own family, just like you and mom belong to Alex’s dad, and Joe’s dad will have his wife and children, and blood is the key to a family.”
In a calm atmosphere, Emma Rosy explained patiently and sincerely, not as if Keira was a child, but on an equal footing, and Keira was still sad, but willing to accept.
“I won’t say things like that again.”
No more keeping Joe Wright away from Eva Taylor, no more forcing him to be by her side, and if he gets married and has a little baby, she will give her blessing.
“… I’ll be more understanding, and mommy don’t leave me, okay?” She pursed her lips, her curly eyelashes blinked, and her black and white eyes were shrouded in watery mist again.
Emma Rosy’s tears slid down her jaw, but forced out a smile, “Silly child, mommy will never leave you behind. Never!”
Overseas, hospital.
In the bright, cold treatment room, Alex Brown lies flat on the treatment table in the center of the room, wearing complicated monitoring equipment on his head and forehead, with various transparent tubes connecting his body to sophisticated instruments not far away, while the doctors and nurses are doing all the preparations without expression.
When he was in a trance, he almost thought he was a robot, and when he opened his eyes and saw the light above his head, he had the surreal feeling that he was still on earth.
Before the treatment started, the doctor with a serious face came up to him again and gently reminded him that this rare wave treatment was extremely dangerous and that unpredictable accidents might occur during the process, and that if he felt unwell, he must immediately inform the doctor and interrupt the treatment.
He nodded in silence, and then closed his eyes.
He was desperate to remember his past with Emma Rosy, so even though the treatment was useless for the blood clots in his skull, he decided to try it despite the opposition of Eric Chan and his family.