Everest's Guardian Hubby Watched Me Freeze My Ghost Knows Where He'll Burn novel Chapter 52

Chapter 11

The VIP lounge at the airport was quiet, except for the faint murmur of travelers and the occasional clatter of luggage wheels on the polished floor. Sean looked utterly drained, his face etched with exhaustion and heavy dark circles shadowing his eyes. Yet, beneath that weariness, a fierce urgency burned brightly. The mere thought of soon seeing me seemed to ignite a spark within him, momentarily pushing aside all his fatigue.

As he made his way toward the departure gate, his steps purposeful but slow, an unexpected figure appeared at the entrance—the last person he wanted to face.

Charlotte stood there, her complexion ghostly pale, eyes sunken and rimmed red from tears. In her arms, Nathan, their young son, clung tightly. Her voice trembled as she called out, “Sean Winters!”

He halted abruptly, turning around with a face carved from stone, unreadable and cold.

“What are you doing here?” he asked, his tone sharp and distant.

Charlotte took a hesitant step forward, Nathan clutching at her shirt, his small body trembling. Her voice cracked as she pleaded, “Sean, you can’t just leave.”

“Look at Nathan,” she continued, her gaze flickering down to the boy. “He’s only five. He needs his father.”

Nathan seemed to sense the tension in the air. His lower lip quivered, tears welling up and spilling down his cheeks. “Daddy… Daddy, hold me…” he whimpered softly.

Sean’s eyes dropped to his son’s tear-streaked face. For a brief moment, something flickered deep within his gaze—an unspoken conflict, a hint of vulnerability.

But it was fleeting, gone almost as quickly as it appeared.

Sensing the hesitation, Charlotte reached out suddenly, grasping his arm with urgency. “Sean, I’m begging you. Please, stay.”

“How can you just abandon two children? How can you walk away and leave them fatherless?” Her voice cracked, the desperation raw and palpable.

“We won’t get divorced. I won’t ask for anything—just stay. Please, stay with us.”

Without another word, he stepped past her and moved toward the gate, never once glancing back.

“Sean Winters!” Charlotte’s voice broke into a desperate, raw scream, filled with anguish and fury.

“You fucking asshole!”

“You’ll regret this! You’ll regret it for the rest of your life!”

But Sean didn’t slow his pace, didn’t even falter.

Regret? The greatest regret of his life was already etched deep in his heart—the day he let go of the one he truly loved, all for the sake of something he thought he needed.