Rachel's face flushed red, and she was tearful. Before Patrick could finish his words, she cupped his face in her hands and kissed him affectionately.
While weeping, she apologized, "I'm sorry, Patrick. I'm sorry..."
Patrick did not refuse.
In an instant, he released his grip on her neck and embraced her slender body tightly, wishing he could meld it into his own. He tasted her tears and responded passionately to her kiss.
My heart was suddenly torn apart and sank into a bottomless icy cave.
I felt dizzy, and my bag slipped from my wrist, falling to the floor. Unable to control myself, I took two steps back, stumbling against the door.
Everything happened so abruptly that I couldn't cover Harry's eyes in time.
Holding my hand tightly, he tried to help me up.
His childish face revealed his fear and anxiety.
"Mommy, Mommy, what's wrong? I can't pull you, Mommy."
Harry's crying interrupted Patrick and Rachel's kiss.
I hugged him tightly and pressed his face against my shoulder.
He shouldn't endure such a dirty scene.
The blush on Patrick's face, brought on by sexual arousal, faded completely, leaving him pale-faced.
"H-Honey?"
After freezing for a moment, he immediately pushed Rachel away and ran toward me.
She unwillingly tugged at the corner of his clothes and collapsed on the floor, gasping and crying.
Patrick squatted down and reached out to hug me.
I yelled at him with all my strength, "Do not touch me!"
Enduring the severe pain in my heart, I rose, took Harry's hand, and went downstairs without hesitation.
Patrick stood there in a daze, calling me out with infinite sorrow.
"Honey..."
I felt cold all over and tensed up. My heart seemed to be weighed down by a massive rock. I struggled to breathe as if I might suffocate at any second.
With tears in his eyes, Harry looked up at me and asked with sobs, "Mommy, does Daddy no longer love us? Why did he embrace Ms. Parker?"
"Don't cry, Mommy. I will always love you. I won't take piano lessons again."
Maybe because Harry was raised in an orphanage, despite all my efforts to shower him with affection and warmth, caution remained ingrained in his bones.
I couldn't bear seeing him like this. My heart ached intensely with pain.
After wiping away my tears, I hugged him, forced a smile, and pressed my forehead against his.
"I will always love you, too."