The Secret Heir Return To Wealth And Love novel Chapter 1845

Chapter 1845 

“Yeah, I guess you’re right.” Larkin wrapped his arms around Erica’s waist. 

“Just stop thinking about it then.” 

Erica gave a small nod, but she couldn’t really let go of the thought. 

If Mary was okay with it, she was willing to take Mary away from the convent. 

When Mary got to the Prior’s place, he was wiping down a portrait of Abbot. 

In his room, he had a table where he kept Abbot’s portrait. 

Mary called out to him. 

The Prior wiped his eyes and turned to see Mary alone. “Where’s Larkin?” 

“He’s out to dinner with Ms. Lawrence.” Mary walked in, “Got anything to eat, Prior? I’m starved.” 

Looking rather bummed out, the Prior handed Mary a piece of bread. “Why didn’t you go out with them? Why are you here eating bread…” “I’m just doing my job as a host. I can’t just tag along and freeload, can 1?” Mary sat down and started munching on the bread. 

The Prior looked at Mary, then sat down across from her. “Mary, you seem to really like Ms. Lawrence, I think…” 

“I’m not going anywhere.” Mary didn’t even look up as she interrupted him. 

“I like it here in the convent.” Mary added. 

“Mary, Abbot’s gone. Ms. Lawrence won’t be around much either, maybe once a year if you’re lucky. You may not know it, but Larkin and Ms. Lawrence live abroad all year round. It’s a long way from here, a ten–hour flight. You might not see Ms. Lawrence for a long time.” The Prior said, his brow furrowed. 

Mary paused her chewing for a moment. 

“Then I just won’t see her.” Mary’s voice choked, her eyes growing red. “Everything has its cause and effect. Maybe my fate with Ms. Lawrence was just for this period of time. Abbot taught me not to be forceful.” 

“If you’re willing to go with Larkin and Ms. Lawrence, you can extend that fate. You can leave the convent, go to school, make new friends, have parents!” 

“But then you wouldn’t be by my side.” Mary’s voice was barely a whisper, but it hit the Prior like a bolt of lightning. 

“What does it matter if I’m not with you?” The Prior’s voice rose in frustration. 

Mary stopped talking and just kept eating her bread. 

The Prior, never much of a talker, fell silent too. 

Just as he thought the conversation was over, Mary suddenly asked, “Do you not want me anymore?” 

The Prior’s heart ached. “No, I just want you to have a better life.” 

He wanted Mary to experience the love of parents, to see the outside world, and then decide what kind of life she wanted, instead of being stuck in this old convent, living by their rules. 

“I’m already fine where I am!” Mary suddenly looked up, tears streaming down her face as she shouted at the Prior. “I don’t want to leave the convent, I don’t want to leave you guys. I don’t want to go anywhere!”