"Admittedly, no," Sean said shortly. This alone was enough to startle Emily but he continued, "But there's a reason why I'm so nice to you."
Emily asked him in a trance, "And what's that?"
"The first time I saw you, I immediately remembered my little sister. You look like her a lot but she's already passed away." When Sean talked about his sister, his eyes turned gloomy.
"I'm sorry," Emily said, "I didn't mean to remind you of that."
Sean smiled at her gently, "It's okay, it's been years. I just never thought I'd see you as my sister and I can't help but be nice to you. It would be a joy to me if you saw me as your brother too."
"Doctor Sean, thank you..." Emily didn't feel uncomfortable with this, but instead, she felt sad for Sean.
She also understood what it felt like to lose family.
She was so used to being sunken in despair as if nothing good was going on in her life. She struggled to find strength in anything, looking for something to hold on to.
Since being a substitute for Sean's sister comforted him so much, why couldn't she do that for other people if it would help them?
Family affection was different from love. Love was unique and often hard to replace but family love and comfort could be found anywhere in anyone.
Later on, Sean did a full physical examination on Emily to see if there were new problems. But except for couple of scars, she was okay. He left after emphasizing that she needed to rest because there were still some things about her body that needed attending to.
Emily didn't sleep well at first, but after she lit the incense Sean gave her, she was able to sleep better.
The next morning, Emily got up early and went downstairs.
She slowly walked along the hall way making sure to hold on the rails when she lifted her eyes and bumped into someone.
"Emily," the man said.
The memory of last night immediately came rushing to Emily. she felt so overwhelmed that she even missed a few steps and almost slipped.
"Ah!" she screamed, as she put her hands on her belly subconsciously. Next thing she knew she was in Victor's arms.
Victor had rushed over in time to cushion her fall.
Emily was startled at this - she wasn't used to seeing Victor like this.
"Be careful when you're walking," Victor reminded her, not knowing that he was the reason why Emily slipped in the first place.
"... Fine." Emily responded, stopping herself from turning around and going back to her room. "Mr. Victor..." she said.
Before she could finish her sentence, Victor interrupted her, "I'm sorry for what happened last night. You should've pushed me off or something. I'm just sorry, okay?"
Although he sounded cold and distant as usual, Emily could tell he was sincere. She gazed at him and said lightly, "It's okay. I forgive you."
After all, he had done so much for her and here he was apologizing to her, she had no reason not to forgive him.
Victor hummed and nodded.
Emily still couldn't believe that he was the same person from last night. To her, Victor was disciplined, cold, and restrained.
But Anne was an exception.
When she thought of Anne, she sighed in her heart.
Emily stopped Victor when she saw him leaving, "Mr. Victor, why don't you stay for breakfast?"
"No, it's fine," Victor said flatly.
"I know this may seem weird but may I ask where you're going now?"
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