My Mirror Image by Maybe Not (Candice And Alex’s) novel Chapter 527

Candice didn't expect Shawn to actively arrange a meeting with her. She thought that after Daniel's matter, he wouldn't want to see her again.

However, when Shawn saw Ellis, he was still very happy and even asked Bruno to bring some small toys out for her.

Candice kept her eyes lowered, unsure of what to say.

Shawn smiled when he saw this. "What are you doing? Why are you not even daring to speak to me?"

She hesitated before looking up. "You..."

He shook his head. "You're just like Alex. He's afraid of making me angry too. I've said it before, actions have consequences. Daniel chose this path himself, he can't blame others."

"Besides, he is my son, Alex is my grandson, and Ellis is my granddaughter. If my son harms my granddaughter..."

As he said this, his voice trailed off, tinged with a bitter smile. He waved his hand, "Candice, you have nothing to feel guilty about. If there's anyone who should feel guilty, it's us."

Candice held Ellis in her arms, not responding.

Ellis had a cheerful personality. She looked curiously at Shawn, behaving very well.

He looked at her expectantly, "Can I hold her?"

She hesitated, but seeing his hopeful eyes, she handed Ellis over.

Ellis nestled in Shawn's arms without fussing, instead smiling happily.

Shawn sighed. "Looking at Ellis, I always think of Alex when he was young. I raised him single-handedly; his parents didn't care about him."

"I remember when he was eight or nine, his parents were arguing at home, and they even smashed a vase on him. He came to me quietly with wounds on his arms after dinner. I only noticed the gashes later."

Shawn's voice was filled with guilt and self-blame. "It's because of my poor health that I couldn't keep him by my side. Alex was stubborn and foolish, single-minded. He kept everything to himself and was afraid of bothering others. It's not a good trait."

Ellis seemed to sense his sadness and blinked her eyes in confusion.

Candice didn't understand the meaning behind Shawn's words. She responded after a pause, "You've been good to him."

Shawn shook his head. "If I had been good to him, I wouldn't have let him go like that."

"Candice." His cloudy eyes gradually showed a hint of regret. "I know you've suffered with Alex all these years, but Alex isn't as easygoing as you think. I understand it's unrealistic to ask you to forgive him, but I just hope you won't hate him."

When Candice left, her emotions were still unsettled.

Shawn's earnest plea left her at a loss for how to respond.

However, the things he said about Alex's past made her feel uncomfortable and distressed.

Alex had never mentioned these things to Candice. When she met him, she already knew his relationship with his family wasn't good.

Perhaps it was because she was now a mother, so she couldn't bear to hear about children being mistreated.

That night, Candice had a dream about the eight or nine-year-old Alex.

Little Alex sat silently on the sofa, listening to Daniel and Helen cursing each other with the most venomous words. When things got heated, Helen even picked up a vase from the coffee table and smashed it on the table, sending sharp fragments flying everywhere.

Two of them landed on little Alex's face and arm.

A child couldn't help but feel pain. His eyes almost turned red immediately, but Daniel and Helen were still immersed in their rage, not noticing him.