The Betrayed Heiress Is Now the CEO’s Obsession novel Chapter 369

Sean stood outside the hospital room, listening quietly for a while. In the end, he didn’t go in.

The sky was heavy with clouds. A light rain had begun to fall—soft, steady, and unrelenting.

He walked to the hospital entrance and looked up at the dull, oppressive sky, his thoughts drifting.

Maybe there really was no future left for him and Charlotte.

His father, James, was only fifty-two and already at death’s door.

Sean had been five when the scandal about James’s illegitimate child broke. His mother had tried to divorce James, but under pressure from both families, the marriage was never dissolved.

By then, Sean was old enough to remember everything.

Those painful memories had taken root deep inside him.

He could still recall the way his mother wept alone behind closed doors, every bitter fight between his parents, and the cold disdain in James’s eyes.

He had always known James didn’t love his mother. He didn’t love him either.

Sean had grown up without knowing what a father’s love felt like.

Their relationship had always been distant.

He used to think that when James died, he wouldn’t feel a thing.

But now that the moment had come, he realized he couldn’t feel nothing.

Not far away, a middle-aged man hurried toward the hospital entrance, holding a small boy in one arm and a black umbrella in the other.

He passed right by Sean.

As they reached the door, the man closed the umbrella and gently murmured to the boy in his arms, “Don’t cry, baby. Daddy’s taking you to the doctor. It’ll stop hurting soon.”

Sean’s chest tightened.

His eyes stayed glued to the scene.

The little boy looked no more than one or two years old.

The man wore a navy-blue work uniform from a local factory. Its name was stitched above his chest.

Sean noticed the man’s hands—rough and calloused, dark from years of labor.

Yet when he held the boy, his movements were careful, his embrace tender. The quiet, raw affection in his eyes was unmistakable.

Worry lined the man’s weathered face.

Sean had almost never seen that kind of expression on James’s face.

No, he had seen it once.

It was the day James brought Joseph back to the Atlantisnd begged their grandparents to let Joseph take the family name.

Their grandparents refused. They wouldn’t even let them in the door.

James had knelt outside the gates with Joseph in his arms and refused to leave.

The weather had been exactly like today.

Overcast. Suffocating.

And then it started to rain.

James had taken off his coat and placed it over Joseph’s head, trying to shield him from the wind and rain.

But Joseph still caught a chill and came down with a fever.

The frantic look on James’s face that day was exactly the same as the one Sean had just seen in that father’s eyes.

Sean watched silently, a dull ache spreading through his chest.

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