Chapter 656 Let Go of Owen

In the realm of Shawn's past, he might have been oblivious to the genuine essence of parenthood. However, since assuming the role of a father, a transformative revelation occurred.

It was during those moments when River unapologetically relieved herself upon his person, and he willingly embraced the duty of tending to her needs, that he comprehended the depth of this arduous journey. It was then that he truly grasped the profound love bestowed upon him by Alicia.

Even though Alicia was not his biological mother.

From the other end of the telephone line, Shawn's voice extended an invitation, "Mother, in this lifetime, I have two mothers. One mother gave birth to me but never loved me, while the other mother did not give birth to me, yet constantly showered me with love. In the first half of my life, I relentlessly sought that unattainable love from my biological mother. Now, in the latter half of my life, I implore the mother who loves me to stay by my side and care for our children. Would you be willing to do so?"

Alicia had cried to the point where her sobs were rendered silent.

It was as if she had sown a seed, nurturing it meticulously for decades, and finally, it blossomed. Though she had never expected this seed to bear flowers, its blooming filled her with uncontainable joy.

This exuberant joy was akin to receiving a sudden infusion of sweet spring water in the parched, desolate desert, where thirst was unbearable and death seemed imminent.

That touch of sweet springwater nourished the depths of her despair.

It bestowed upon her the courage to persevere.

It granted her a renewed sense of purpose in living.

Shawn's voice, emanating with warmth and gentleness, resonated once more, carrying a profound plea, "Throughout my existence, love has been a scarce commodity bestowed upon me. Thus, I implore you, dear Mother, to fulfill my longing."

Alicia continued to weep, her voice barely audible as she called out for Sunny. Shawn patiently held the line, refusing to hang up. Finally, in a gentle tone, she uttered, "I promise, Sunny, whether in the past or present, I have never turned you away. How can a mother's heart bear to reject her beloved child?"

In a heartfelt plea, the words flowed from his lips, carrying a sense of urgency and determination. "Dear Mother, please remain in Eldham, for I will soon be reunited with you. Fear not, for Ree is there, ready to guide you to a place of safety."

Shawn actually knows that I am in Eldham!!! A sudden realization struck me, recalling the words he spoke in the restaurant before I left. "Myra, thank you." In truth, he knew back then that I would return to our homeland. And I came back in search of his mother. He knew, yet he never mentioned it. In secret, he had already agreed to let me go the extra mile for him.

Is Shawn trying to give me the chance to stand on my own?

The thought brought an unusual sense of joy to my heart.

After all, tonight had been too frightening!

"Very well, I will follow her arrangements."

At that moment, Shawn made a deliberate reminder. "She is my wife, and you are my mother, which means you are also her mother. You don't have to be so formal when speaking to her. If you need anything, reach out to her."

Alicia looked up at me and said, "Alright, Ree."

Shawn hung up the phone on the other end, and a serene calmness filled the room. Alicia stood up and removed her theatrical attire.

Folding it neatly, she placed it back into the coffin.

I rose from my seat and called out to her, "Moth...er."

I felt uneasy using that term.

But Shawn was right.

His mother was my mother too.

"Call me 'Mom,' it sounds more natural," she gently suggested.

I let out a soft exclamation, calling out, "Mom."

"I'm sorry for putting you through hardship," I expressed.

It was only at that moment that I found myself curious and asked her, "Were the cries in the house and the melody of Habanera all part of your plan?"

She candidly admitted, "Yes."

I hesitated before asking, "Why?"

Ezekiel said they wanted to break down my psychological defenses.

She explained, "It was a momentary lapse of judgment. I just felt bad for my sister, and I wanted to tease my brother-in-law's daughter. But when I saw you in this state, I regretted it!"

I pressed her further, "Why do you regret it now?"

She remorsefully said, "Sunny is my son, and you are the child he cares about. If I mistreat you, it would hurt him."

She let out a sigh. "I'm sorry."

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