I Want a Divorce (Abigail and Sean) novel Chapter 554

Chapter 554 Is That All?

Sean chuckled softly as he sat down beside Abigail and gazed at Scarlett’s sleeping face. He gently spoke, “When I was young, my parents pa*sed away and my grandparents raised me. The year they died, I was struck by a grave illness that affected both my physical and mental

health.”

Abigail remained silent, gnawing at her straw.

“People say that men don’t cry easily, but I couldn’t help but sob my heart out every day,” he confessed, having already forgotten the trauma of losing his parents.

He believed that he would never recover from the pain, but time proved to be cruel. Gradually, all the pain and sorrow he felt faded away.

She looked at him intently. “What happened next?”

“A month later, I didn’t cry as often as before. A year later, I stopped crying altogether. Now, I have almost forgotten the agonizing pain I felt back then. At most, I just miss them,” Sean replied, placing a strawberry in his mouth.

“Are

you telling me to cherish the present?” Abigail’s eyes sparkled with clarity.

“Abigail.” He spoke her name solemnly for the first time.

“Just get to the point. There’s no need to be like this,” she said, furrowing her brow.

He gently stroked her hair. “I find it strange. You’ve been away from them for over 20 years, yet time hasn’t worn away their love for you. Is it because I am naturally cold-hearted? Is that why time can erode my love for my parents?”

She had no answer for him.

Indeed. Why?

However, she had heard someone compare a parent’s love for their children to a one-way stream that rarely flowed in the opposite direction.

The elders she knew often used this analogy to describe the love parents felt for their children.

According to them, a parent’s love for their children would always be greater than the children’s love for them.

Abigail looked at Scarlett and wondered if that was true.

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“Don’t overthink it. I’m just expressing my confusion,” Sean said, standing up.

“I’m not overthinking anything,” she calmly stated.

It wasn’t long before Lawrence returned.

“Dad’s in the ICU, so it’ll be a while before he wakes up,” he informed Abigail.

She simply nodded.

Lawrence knew that asking her to accept the Pearsons now was too much and too soon, so he didn’t say anything more about Old Mr. Pearson’s condition.

“You haven’t rested at all since you arrived here. Everything at the hospital has been taken care of now. Go rest. I’ll have the family driver escort you-”