Chapter 1141 - 1140: Is It Wrong That I Want My Mom?
Gerry sat there despondently, missing Shirley even more."Dad, it’s impossible for Mom not to want me."
Why wouldn’t she want him?
Is he just a burden?
"Gerry, those things are all in the past. Don’t keep thinking about them. Isn’t Dad good to you? Aren’t Grandpa and Grandma good to you?"
Gerry hesitated, then shook his head.
Everyone is very good to him.
But...
A mother is irreplaceable.
"Dad, is it wrong for me to want Mom?"
Is it wrong for a child to want their mother by their side?
All these years, Shirley has been by his side.
No matter how long, even for just one day, Shirley has never left him for even a day.
Alan felt a lump in his throat.
Gerry’s words made his heart ache sharply.
He felt a little uncomfortable and clutched his chest, a flash of memory suddenly crossing his mind.
"I never liked you, Alan. If you’re willing to let go now, what more do you want?"
"I won’t marry you, so let’s break up."
"So what if tomorrow is the wedding? There’s still divorce after marriage. Besides, we haven’t even registered, so I’m not a divorced woman."
"I don’t love you, I never did. What I love is money."
"Is it wrong to love money? You’ve never lived a humble life; you don’t know how important money is."
......
The woman in front of him seemed so vague, but the words were crystal clear.
"Dad? What’s wrong?"
Suddenly, Gerry’s voice broke through.
Alan raised his head, his face covered in sweat.
"It’s nothing, Dad just... doesn’t feel well."
He sat there, panting slightly.
Seeing him uncomfortable, Gerry sat there obediently, motionless.
"Gerry will call the doctor for Dad."
Saying this, he reached for the bedside bell.
"No need."
Alan immediately stopped him.
"Dad is fine now, just going to the bathroom to wash his face."
"Okay."
......
Going to the bathroom, Alan splashed several handfuls of water directly onto his face.
He slowly raised his head, finding his reflection in the mirror a bit blurry and unfamiliar.
Why.
Why is Shirley such a woman?
Why is his heart so chaotic now?
He clearly feels the sound of his heart breaking back then, the feeling of breathlessness, the hate.
But...
He also clearly understands how deep his love was.
No matter that seven years have passed, he still cannot suppress its eruption.
"Shirley..."
Murmuring her name, it flows so smoothly, so pleasantly.
Is there really another side to that incident back then?
How could someone so greedy choose to have a child?
And spend so much money on the child.
When he walked out of the bathroom again, he was met with Gerry’s concerned gaze.
"Dad is fine."
Gerry sat there dazed, not blinking as he gazed at him.
"What’s wrong?"
He approached, a little afraid of his reaction.
"I want to see if Dad is lying."
His soft, adorable voice reached him, making Alan’s heart ache.
"Why does Gerry want to do that?"
Gerry pouted, hesitating for a moment.
"Because when Mom was unwell, she would always deceive me by saying she was fine, saying there was nothing wrong, but later, she would get sick and feel really bad."