Chapter 491 Do You Want To Be Forgiven

Sometimes, people would find that the love that they once thought had been lost had always been there all the time. Perhaps it would take more time to find out that sometimes, love wouldn't disappear easily.

In the morning, the warm sunshine fell on the bed, bringing warmth to the cold world. The moment Hearst opened his eyes, a familiar figure came into view. Looking at her delicate and beautiful features, he was absent-minded for a moment.

He seldom slept well these days. Every time he woke up, he felt cold around him. He wanted to hug someone, but only air was with him. At that time, he felt heavy in his heart. But no matter how sad he was, he had to hold on. Because it was his own fault. But now, he could see her when he woke up, inexplicably feeling unreal.

Looking at her quietly, Hearst didn't say anything. He seemed to be afraid that if he woke her up, she would disappear in the twinkle of an eye. Therefore, it was a good thing to watch her quietly.

After a long time, Heidy slowly opened her eyes. She pursed her lips and stretched herself. Looking up, Heidy saw his face. Surprised, she asked, "Hearst, what are you doing?"

He looked at her with a smile in his eyes. Raising his hand to touch her face, Hearst said softly, "You're awake. Did you sleep well?"

"Not bad. You don't seem to have enough sleep." Said Heidy.

Hearing her words, Hearst smiled and said, "I'm fine, but I just feel a little unreal. Seeing that you didn't move, I thought I was still in a dream. So I was half-asleep all the time."

Without answering, Heidy just raised her hand and put it on his cheek. Suddenly, she pinched him hard, which made him frown in pain. Looking at his reaction with satisfaction, Heidy smiled and said, "How do you feel? Is it real?"

Looking at her, Hearst said, "It's real. You're awake. It's not a dream."

Nodding with satisfaction, she said, "It seems that this method is the most direct and effective one."

He held her in his arms and gently stroked her back. Then Hearst said in a hoarse voice, "Heidy, I'm sorry for the hurt I have caused to you these days. Next, I will make up for it. I will make you happy and our child happy."

"You really should do your best to make up for the damage you have caused to Elsa and Gavin." Said Heidy seriously. In a failed marriage, the child was the one who got hurt the most.

Hearst nodded in agreement and said, "Yes, I had mixed feelings about what happened at school last time. At that time, I really wanted to tell you the truth and ask for your forgiveness, but I finally held it back."

Raising her head and patting his chest, Heidy said seriously, "Hearst, I warn you not to do this again. Otherwise, I won't let you off. Besides, you have to r

. Let me see how you make up for us. If you did a good job, my sister and I will forgive you."

Hearing his words, Heidy and Hearst looked at each other and smiled, "Okay."

Gavin stood up, stretched himself and said, "I'll go back to my room to sleep." Then, he went upstairs. Hearst stood still and looked at his back with a smile.

Seeing him leave, Heidy held Hearst's hand and said with a smile, "Don't worry. Gavin will forgive you. In fact, Gavin has always been soft-hearted. He is really sensible."

"It is also our fault." Said Hearst seriously. If a child was too thoughtful and sensible at a very young age, perhaps it was because they had experienced a lot of suffering and difficulties. Although Gavin was young, he had experienced many times of parents' ups and downs. In fact, it was not a good thing for him.

Nodding her head, Heidy said seriously, "So in the future, we should love him more and make up for the harm we have done to him in the past few years."

Holding her in his arms, Hearst kissed her forehead and said in a low voice, "Okay. I will never leave you again. Even death couldn't separate us."

Leaning against his chest, Heidy smiled quietly. She hoped that this would be their last separation.

In the room upstairs, Gavin returned to his own bed. He lay on the bed and covered himself with the quilt. Soon, there was a small sob in the quilt. Gavin had always been a strong and sensible child. But no matter how sensible he was, he was just a child. In the face of his parents' reunion, he was naturally happy, but he didn't want to show it.

The sound of crying came from the bed, and the sound became weaker and weaker, and the sound of stable breathing came. He had been so tired these days that he had been suppressing his own thoughts. Now, he could finally have a good sleep.