After that day, Sebastian never appeared in front of me again. However, I would often see his image in the tabloids, depicting him as a reckless person.
Later, Wayne came to the small town to find me. He begged me, hoping I would return to see Sebastian and talk some sense into him. If things continued like this, Sebastian would ruin himself.
To gain my sympathy, he showed me many photos of Sebastian looking emaciated. There were also videos in which, after getting drunk, he repeatedly murmured
my name.
“Tess, please come back. I was wrong. I’m a sinner. I’ve been atoning.”
Wayne also said that when Sebastian heard about me being with Daniel, he drove recklessly late at night, crashed, and spent three months in the hospital recovering.
He cried and said, “It’s my fault. I shouldn’t have been prejudiced against you and kept you from the Chesson family. I understand now that you’re his lifeline.
“My son and daughter–in–law passed away early. He’s the only grandson I have left. I lost him for many years, but now I’ve found him again. I just want him to be okay.
“Ms. Sinclair, please see him.”
I refused. “I don’t hate him. That’s the greatest kindness I can offer. Beyond that, I can’t do anything, nor will I.”
