Free Web NovelChapter 1601: Chapter 1601: Daddy Missed You So Much He Almost Cried!
Morgan Ashworth glanced at Eleven, "Is there even a need to ask? Prepare the private jet immediately, I need to leave right away!"
Morgan grabbed his coat and turned to walk out.
Maybe he was in too much of a hurry, Morgan knocked over a chair, banging his knee against it.
"President, are you alright, are you hurt? Someone, call a doctor!" Eleven immediately shouted anxiously.
Morgan waved off Eleven, his knee hurt, but he forced himself to endure it, then strode out. He couldn’t afford to waste even a fraction of a second!
Eleven watched as his president hurried off in such a rush, and couldn’t help but suspect—was the president rushing to see the young master, or to see... Willow Crawford?
...
Willow had brought Ethan Ashworth back home. She hadn’t returned for three years, and now back in her native land, her memory was suddenly flooded with images, all warm scenes of her growing up here.
Serena Sterling performed a full body checkup on Willow, "Willow, your physical recovery is basically complete, but you’ve lost a fragment of your memory, right?"
Willow nodded, "Yes, Mom. Over the last couple of days, I’ve remembered a lot, but some things... I still have no recollection of."
"About Morgan Ashworth?"
"Yes."
"That’s not difficult, I can help you with hypnotherapy to recover those memories."
But Willow wasn’t in a hurry, "Mom, I don’t want to retrieve those memories with him just yet. I’ve just brought my son back, maybe I’ll think about it sometime later. I’m quite content right now."
Serena could tell; there must have been some unpleasant incident between Willow and Morgan recently. Most likely, Willow didn’t have a good impression of Morgan, so she wasn’t keen on recovering those memories just yet.
Serena smiled gently, "Alright Willow, come find me whenever you want to restore your memories."
Serena left, and here was the home where Willow lived with her little one. The cook could start preparing a lavish dinner. The place was filled with the warmth of daily life.
After wandering for so long, Willow finally understood the feeling of stability—maybe this is what it’s like to have a home.
Just then, little Joy came running over joyfully, "Mom, look at my drawing, is it nice?"
Willow took the drawing and saw that little Joy had drawn a family of three—her, Joy, and daddy.
Though little Joy often complains about his dad, in his heart, he adores his dad.
"Joy, do you miss your dad?" Willow asked.
Little Joy nodded, "I do. Mom, when are we going to bring dad over so we can all live happily together as a family?"
This question suddenly stumped Willow, well, this...
She suddenly realized that what Joy wanted wasn’t just mom but mom and dad together—a complete family.
This made Willow feel a bit conflicted.
Right then, little Joy seemed to have thought of something, and suddenly exclaimed angrily, "Mom, I want to report something. When you were not around, many aunties liked dad; they’re really annoying!"
Willow responded, "Oh... aunties like your dad, but does your dad like those aunties?"
"Of course not! Mom, dad has only had you in his heart these years; he never pays attention to those aunties. Sometimes dad misses you so much at night that he cries. Dad says his biggest wish in this life is to live happily with you and me."
