Betrayed by Fiance, Embraced by Hidden Tycoon
Chapter 138: Pathetic Childhood

Chapter 138: Pathetic Childhood

"You already heard that my father and Charlotte Morgan divorced long ago?" Sawyer asked.

"Yes, I read about it in the news," Abigail responded.

"Yeah, they divorced soon after the Jones family accepted me as the legitimate children. Of course, my father also brought my mother into the household after the divorce was completed. Not long after, he secretly yet legally married her. And you know what? In my teenage years, I started to understand things..."

Sawyer’s voice hung in the air as he turned his gaze toward the dark sky outside, trying to calm his mind for a moment before continuing to speak.

"I know the reason why Charlotte Morgan agreed to accept me into the Jones family and agreed to divorce because of two conditions," Sawyer said.

"Two conditions?" Abigail asked curiously.

"Mhmm. As you can guess, the first condition is that she asked for a ton of alimony, the amount nearly bankrupting my father. I still don’t know what he thought about agreeing with the crazy amount!" Sawyer sighed deeply.

"But the most sickening was not the first. It was the second condition. The second condition is that my father must never declare that he had married or remarried my mother. So, the public will never know about my mother’s existence, or in other words, they will only know my mother as a mistress. Therefore, my mother wouldn’t have the opportunity to call me her biological son publicly."

Abigail was utterly at a loss for words. She could imagine Sawyer’s misery; he couldn’t call his mother "Mom" in public. And how sad Hannah Walker must be! She married Walter Jones, but only their close family knew about it. To everyone else, she might be seen only as a mistress.

Despite her sympathy for Sawyer, Abigail didn’t know how to comfort him at that moment. She worried that he would only feel more upset if she said anything.

All she could do was hold his hand and lean her head on his shoulder while they watched the movie on television, trying to remain quiet and still.

After a few more minutes, Sawyer slipped his hand behind her and pulled her closer. He leaned in and whispered, "Sorry to share this humiliating story with you, Abby. I feel ashamed to share it, but you must know about it..."

Abigail quickly sat up straight and looked at his face, noticing the sadness still flickering in his eyes.

"Sawyer, I’m so happy you shared that hard part of your life with me. However, I’m really sorry—I don’t know how to comfort you. I’m worried that anything I say might just make you sad..." Abigail couldn’t finish her sentence as Sawyer embraced her and held her tightly.

"Thank you, Abby. I feel lighter in my heart after telling you about my mother."

"Hmmm..." She smiled, lost in her memories of a difficult childhood.

It was hard for Abigail to believe that they both had shared such a painful upbringing. The scars their parents left on them ran deep. Sawyer’s mother had been a woman who ruined someone else’s family. In contrast, her mother had been a victim whose marriage fell apart because of a woman like his mother.

Abigail’s childhood felt like a nightmare, especially after her mother asked for a divorce and her father brought Betty Brown—Vanessa’s mother—into their lives.

’Gosh! How could we have such similarly pathetic childhoods?’ Abigail thought, trying to hide her sadness.

She couldn’t judge Hannah Walker because she didn’t know about her story with Walter Jones. Still, she understood how hurt Charlotte was when she found out her husband had another child outside of their marriage, just like her own mother—heartbroken.

However, Abigail could not blame Sawyer either; he was a victim. People shouldn’t judge him for being a ’bastard’—it’s not his fault, and he did not ask to be born into such circumstances. Knowing that his older brother and sister despised him made her feel sorry for him.

As for her, she never blamed Vanessa for entering her life since it wasn’t Vanessa’s fault. She genuinely liked Vanessa, so she offered her a job at Urbangrid Innovation when Vanessa pleaded for help.

Abigail silently took another deep breath while venting her frustration in her mind.

"Abby, I’m fine now. Don’t worry about me," Sawyer said with a smile, noticing her distress.

"I’m glad to hear that, Sawyer," she replied, smiling back at him. "So, when did you move out of your parents’ house?"

"Like you, I moved out after graduating from high school. I started living on my own, and every time I visited my family’s house, I came to my grandparents’ house. So, I can honestly say this house is my home."

Abigail was taken aback. "So you never return to your parent’s house?" she asked.

"I only visit my parent’s house on my mom’s birthday..." He chuckled.

"Wow... It must be hard for your mother," Abigail sighed.

"Hmm, it is. But she also can’t force me."

"Sawyer, you know what? I still can’t believe we share the same childhood pain. You remember what happened to my family, right?" Abigail expressed what was on her mind.

"Of course, I remember," Sawyer replied, squeezing her hand affectionately. "You must be feeling sad now because I’m reminding you of your childhood, too, Abby. I’m sorry..."

Deep down, Sawyer felt a little embarrassed telling Abigail about his mother, knowing that a woman like his mother was probably someone Abigail hated the most.

Abigail shook her head and disagreed with Sawyer’s words.

"No, don’t say that. That’s all in the past. I’m glad we are now having the best of our lives despite what happened in the past. Sawyer, let’s try to forget that and move on..." she faintly said before turning her gaze to the movie.

Abigail didn’t want Sawyer to see her sadness because she was not entirely honest with him. Until now, she has struggled with her own life, caring for her grandmother and earning a living.