NovelAppChapter 427 Its Emelie no longer believes his promises. Just like those of a compulsive gambler, they held no weight anymore.
She didn't want to disturb Greta's rest, so she took him out to the hallway. "Go on." Ronan looked at her and asked carefully, “Does your face still hurt?" He was guilty about slapping her. "In all these years, I've never laid a hand on you...
Emelie cut him off impatiently. “Let's move on, alright? Is there anything else?" Ronan stared at her face in a daze.
It was the first tin years he had truly looked at her, and a startling realization dawned on him.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtThe woman staring back bore a striking resemblance to her His expression softened as he gestured. “When you first arrived, you were tiny. You'd sleep for 22 hours a day, and it was hard to wake you up. We thought you were sick and brought you to a lot of doctors. We were worried because your sister never slept so much as a baby.
"The doctors said everything was fine. I wondered if you had sensed the darkness hanging over our home, which was why you chose to sleep in a world where good deeds went unrewarded." The implication in his tone escaped Emelie. She assumed he was just being nostalgk.
Why was he talking about this all of a sudden? She frowned but remained silent "Back then, I'd bring you out to soak up the sunshine. I'd make you laugh and buy you toys. I wanted to take good care of you, but Ronan continued, "I lose interest in things easily. After stime, I just left you to your mother and stopped caring. Later, I felt like a failure." Emelie thought that this phenomenon was prevalent in their country. Fathers usually just provided for them financially and left everything else to mothers.
"Fortunately, you've always been a lucky child. It's like you have a guardian angel who keeps you safe from harm, Roman said.
He then smiled bitterly. "Do you remember? When you were five, you went missing for two days. But you were returned to us by kind strangers. If it was another child, they would have stayed missing.
"And three years ago. Both your mom and I believed that it was best that you didn't return hbecause it was safer outside." Emelie could take everything else he said, but not this.
She lifted her eyes and asked, "How could you have known that it was safer outside? When I cback with three million dollars out of the blue, did you ever think that I committed a crime? "I didn't even have any luggage with me, I was only 22 years old and just graduated from university," she sneered, "Do you think that I survived because of lock? Just because I had a guardian angel?" Ronan muttered, "But you've been sade all th Ithese ye years. We weren't wrong, were we?" Was she supposed to be grateful that William wasn't a monster? Emelie went straight to the point "your irresponsibility has becso routine that resentment feels pointless. Sparethe excuses about luck or guardian angels. It's irrelevant. now. What do you want?" Ronan hesitated.
Emelie lost her patience and returned to the ward.
Ronan spoke up. "All I can think about is the trust I've broken and how 've failed you all these years... Emelie, I was a terrible father." Emelie halted her steps and turned around instinctively.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmRonan had already turned around and was leaving slowly, his head hung low.
His leg still hadn't recovered so he was still limping with his back hunched. He grew smaller in the distance.
Emelie was upset
She still had expectations for her father and loved him. That was why she felt her heart breaking when she saw him so miserable. Yet, she was disappointed in him and resented him. There was a second that she wanted to call out to him.
But in the end, she didn't
Later, after many years, she would think back to this day and wonder: If she had called out to him then and said "Forget it, let's start over", would things be different? X
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