Chapter 9
One month later, Aster was finally discharged from the hospital.
I never strayed once from his side, day and night. I could feel my strength growing weaker, so I cherished every second I could
still spend with him.
When he woke up, the first thing he said was, “Where’s Mommy?”
Shawn immediately looked away, not daring to meet the young boy’s gaze.
“Grandpa, is Mommy hiding from me because I was too much of a dummy? Is Mommy mad at me for not taking care of her?”
My father–in–law started tearing up, but he managed to convince him that I was overseas to see a doctor, promising that I’d
come home if he did a good job of recovering.
Aster’s eyes lit up, and he nodded obediently.
From that day on, he’d cooperate fully, whether it be with injections or medication. Even the doctors were astonished, saying that
they’d never seen such an adorable and obedient child.
After a long time, Shawn finally managed to piece together the broken toy car, but Aster didn’t seem to treasure it as much
anymore.
This was a discouraging discovery for Shawn, and he asked, “Do you not like this toy car anymore, Aster? I’ll buy you a hundred
new toy cars, alright?”
In response, Aster shrank into his blanket, crying for the first time since he woke up. “I just want to play with Mommy…”
Shawn fled the hospital ward, punching the wall outside until his fists were a bloody mess. When he got home, he swore up and down to my father–in–law, saying that he’d never get married to another woman. “I’ll spend the rest of my life missing Astrea and raising Aster into a good man.”
In a sudden turn of events, Jasmine managed to escape from the mental institute. She managed to find one of my old accessories, using it to lure Aster out.
On the rooftop, Jasmine sat against the railing. I almost didn’t recognize her after just a month of not seeing her.
She was still wearing a white one–piece dress, but it naturally wasn’t the luxury brands that she used to wear. Instead, it was a hospital gown that fit her poorly.
