Chapter 251 - 9: His what?
"Hey, are you okay?"
Shawn heard Knox ask, but his head was only filled with self-reproach. "I-It’s my fault..." he mumbled in a daze.
Knox rubbed his back and said nothing. His family was in the waiting lounge outside the ICU, but he was there, in the hallway near the nurse’s station, slumped on the chair with his hands on his face. He tried to follow his family, but his sister blocked him and blamed everything on him.
He was speechless. He couldn’t refute his sister’s claims.
After a few minutes, he heard Knox again. "Stay here with Uncle Shun. I’ll get him some drinks, hm?"
"Okay. Papa... is Uncle Shun okay?" Knoa asked.
Shawn straightened his back before Knox could answer. He wiped the tears away and forced a smile. "I’m fine, baby. Uncle Shun is just sad that he can’t see his father."
Knoa then asked innocently, "Why? Uncle Shun is a good boy...like Knoa. Right, Papa? Uncle Shun’s Papa wants to see him too, right?"
"I’m sure."
Shawn let out a bitter laugh and avoided their gazes. He stared at his palms and replied with a shaky voice, "I’m not a good boy, Knoa. I don’t listen to him. Even when they kept calling me to go back home, I ignored them because I knew they’d just keep pestering me to do something I don’t want to do." He swallowed the lump in his throat. "This happened because I put him into so much stress and anger. If only... if I just..."
He regretted things and was saddened that something bad had to happen to wake him up from his delusions.