"It's Shawn's unfortunate if you break up with him. He would regret it for the rest of his life for letting you go."
He held Joye's hand tightly as he spoke, but he was still unwilling to give up and hence asked the question again.
"Girl, tell me, do you really don't love Shawn anymore?"
Joye lowered her head before bursting into tears.
From sheer affection to love, her gaze had always fallen onto Shawn for more than 20 years now. How could she say that she didn't love him anymore just like that? But her rationality told her that she couldn't continue to love him anymore, at the very least.
Twenty years had passed. She'd rather take another another four decades to forget about it than continuing to wallow in mistakes and pain.
"Girl?"
"I don't love him anymore, and I won't."
She raised her head when he called her with a low voice. Though she tried to look determined, the overflowing tears blurred her vision, thus missing the sight of the figure flashing across outside the ward.
"Grandpa, please take care of yourself. I have matters to attend so I'll take my leave first."
Joye was afraid that she might not be able to maintain her determination in the face of such gentleness and care, so she let go of his hand.
"Take care of yourself too, Joye. Live every day happily."
Joye walked quickly to the door and stopped. She couldn't control her tears anymore. Her back was stiff and she bit her lip before saying, "Grandpa, actually... the baby is still in my belly. I just... don't want to have anything to do with him anymore."
When the old man heard this, his wrinkly eyes twinkled but the beam of hope extinguished instantly the next second. However, he still seemed relieved. "Joye, I knew you wouldn't do that. Don't worry, your secret is safe with me."
"Thank you, grandpa."
Leaving the ward, her eyes was already red and she couldn't see clearly. She ran into the elevator in panic, and burst into tears as soon as the door closed.
While looking at the changing digit of the elevator, which was going down, Shawn's expression simmered. She said she didn't love him anymore!
Dead silence filled the corridor outside the ward. Only the mirror-like elevator door reflected his tightening jaw, and his clenching fists under his sleeves.
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"Mum, is dad still working overtime? Why can't he spare some time to come back and play with me?"
Dalton was upset because he had not seen Shawn for several days. Despite his favourite dishes being placed on the table, he seemed to have lost the appetite.
Vivian smiled and added a piece of sweet and sour pork rib to his plate. "The adult's world is different from a child's. Dalton, do you want to keep your father by our sides with me in the adult's way?"
"What is the adult's way?"
Despite the confusion, just the thought of keeping his father by his side all the time had awaken his will to try.
"In the adult way, you'll need some means sometimes. It's not as simple as just saying something right or wrong.
"Dalton, all you have to know is that everything I tell you to do is just to keep your father staying by our side. Got it?"
"Got it. Mum, I still prefer you calling me Dalton. Although Jasper is a nice name, it's not cute at all and the pronunciation is hard."
The little fellow raised his head, wondering if she could change his name back to "Dalton", but she refused.
"Remember, you are 'Dalton' in front of me. But you are 'Jasper' in front of others."
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