Chapter 861 The Child Who Cries Has No Mother

Sean gently raised his hand to his face. "It's alright. Abigail will help me to put on the medicine," he

reassured.

"Fine," Josh replied, feeling somewhat overwhelmed by Sean's presence, as if he were being

overshadowed.

Some individuals always seem to find opportunities to showcase themselves.

A faint smile appeared on Sean's lips. "You still have a lot ahead of you, so keep working hard."

Josh knew he had a long journey ahead to make amends with Luna in the coming years.

Meanwhile, Abigail comforted Larry, who cautiously glanced up at Luna. However, after a brief look,

he nestled back into Abigail's arms, whispering, "She's so terrifying!"

Luna appeared fragile, her face gaunt and her complexion pale. Larry, accustomed to being

surrounded by attractive individuals, had never encountered someone like Luna before. There was

a lack of vitality in Luna's gaze.

In truth, Luna had anticipated Larry's reaction. She had contemplated the possibility of not surviving,

so his response didn't affect her deeply. However, she hadn't expected Abigail and Sean to lose

hope in themselves.

"Don't be afraid. Luna is unwell, and she needs our support," Abigail reassured Larry, gently patting

his back.

After some hesitation, Larry finally turned to look at Luna.

Luna experienced a pang of envy, bitterness seeping into her heart and leaving an unpleasant taste

in her mouth.

"She's your mother, the one who brought you into this world," Abigail consoled Larry.

Pouting, Larry retorted, "No. You're my Mama!"

"I'm Abigail, your father's sister. How could I be your mother?" Abigail felt a pang of disappointment.

Larry refused to listen, starting to fuss, and it seemed like tears were on the brink. Luna's head

began to throb. "Forget it. Let it go. He can't accept me right away."

Abigail let out a soft sigh. "I'll ask Josh to bring him to see you in the future. If there's nothing urgent,

I won't come over. We'll wait until Larry accepts you." Abigail felt it wasn't appropriate for Josh to

visit her today. If Larry embraced Luna, it would bring her some solace. She was willing to keep her

distance from Larry.

"We can't force Larry to accept. I just hope he can find happiness. Look at him. Every time he sees

you, his eyes light up with joy." Luna felt a sense of unease within, but she could reconcile with this

outcome. It indicated that Abigail genuinely regarded Larry as her own child. It was she who had

implored Abigail to embrace this child. Wasn't this outcome inevitable now?

"Sean and I are also considering having children. I can treat him as my godson," Abigail suggested

softly.

Luna let out a soft sigh. "Am I causing you trouble?"

"Don't dwell on it. Larry is your child. You are his mother. Embrace this responsibility," Abigail spoke

gently.

"With my condition, I'm not even sure I can hold on. What if he accepts me and then loses me? It

would be excruciatingly painful." Luna's illness sometimes flared up without warning, leaving her

unaware of her actions, much like the last time she self-harmed—it happened unconsciously. At

such moments, she realized the severity and uncontrollability of her illness.

"Luna, as long as you take your medication on time, everything will be okay." Abigail freed up one

hand and held Luna's tightly.

"I'm actually very scared," Luna whispered, struggling to summon hope for life. Her mind felt numb,

unable to shake off repetitive thoughts, often leading to self-inflicted wounds upon waking up. She

loathed herself in this state.

Once, she faced life with unwavering love, resilient against any challenge. But now, everything had

changed. Her mind often felt beyond her control, leaving her feeling powerless, like drowning in

water, overcome by fear.

Abigail held Luna close, their foreheads touching. "Let's ensure we take our medication properly.

We'll be here to support you, helping you rediscover hope in life, alright?" Tears welled up in Luna's

eyes.

After conversing with Luna for a while, Josh entered the room. "We'll head back now. You stay with

Luna," Abigail passed Larry over to Josh, knowing Luna's condition required careful attention to

avoid any mishaps.

Larry was on the verge of tears, but Sean's stern words stopped him. "Don't be a crybaby. No

mother wants that."

Startled by Sean's tone, Larry clung to Josh, frightened. Abigail gently patted his head, attempting

to soothe him. "You need to be firm with him."

"My child is different," Sean asserted, leading Abigail out.

As they walked, Sean advised Abigail, "Larry is still young, and his memory isn't great. If you see

him accepting Josh, then it won't be long before he accepts Luna. Just give him some time. Let him

spend more time with Luna, and he will gradually come around."

"If you think it's a viable option, then I'll stay. But my parents will need to come and help take care of

him. Luna's condition seems serious, and she may not have control over her actions," Abigail

responded, considering the complexities of the situation.

"Depression is one of the most challenging illnesses for people to comprehend. Who knows if those

who leave because of depression truly want to leave?" Sean sighed, acknowledging the complexity

of Luna's condition.