Only A Ghost Could Save Me Chapter 2

The man she meant was me.

I lowered my gaze. In her mind, I wasn't even worth a name anymore.

The bodyguard answered truthfully. “When we arrived, the only person in the house was the boy.”

Leo wrenched himself free and hugged Sienna’s leg.

“Auntie, the bad men grabbed me.”

I was stunned. This was only the third time Leo had ever seen Sienna. He didn't know she was the mother who refused to acknowledge him.

Yet, blood ties were at work, creating a natural, instinctive dependence.

Sienna looked uncomfortable when he hugged her. She frowned and scoffed. “He really is heartless, sending his own brat to face my anger.”

I waved my hands frantically, a futile gesture. “No, Leo isn’t a brat! He’s our child.”

She would never believe it.

After she gave birth, the doctors found Leo had the Wei family's inherited heart condition. I had sought her out then.

Her words still echoed in my spectral ears.

“The child I gave birth to was a stillborn.”

“Dean Harrison, do you think I’m the same Sienna you tricked before? Fool me once, shame on you. Try to fool me twice, shame on me.”

“Get lost. Here’s twenty thousand dollars. That’s the buy-out price for our five years together.”

I said, “It’s not enough.”

She didn’t want the boy, but the boy needed money for surgery.

Sienna gritted her teeth in fury. “You really are consumed by greed! Fine, here’s fifty thousand. Because that’s all you’re worth.”

Five years of love, reduced to a commodity for sale.

I knew this act would make Sienna despise me, but I didn't care. Leo used that money for his surgery. He would live a healthy life now, and that made it all worth it.

Now, Sienna spoke to Leo in a cold voice. “Tell me, where is your father hiding?”

Leo looked up, his eyes full of tears. His features were so much like mine.

Sienna seemed to lose herself for a moment.

“Dad sleeps in the daytime, and at night he goes up to be a star.”

At this, Sienna’s expression hardened. She pulled her leg away from him.

“He's resorting to the pity-play now, is he?”

Leo stumbled and fell onto his backside. I floated over, using all my strength, yet still failing to break his fall, watching him land right through my arms.

The small box he was clutching also crashed to the floor.

My son, who hadn't eaten properly in two days, struggled twice to get up. My spectral heart twisted in agony.

Sienna watched him coldly, though her fists were inexplicably clenched.

Leo hugged the small box to his chest, then bravely patted his own rear. “Dad, it doesn’t hurt.”

For a moment, I wondered if he could see me.

Then I remembered. When I was paralyzed and dying from stomach cancer, he learned to take care of me at just two years old. He even tried to collect plastic bottles while I slept. One day, he came back injured after a fight with a stray dog, and I coughed up blood from the shock. He smiled and comforted me, saying he wasn't hurt.

Sienna looked around the room, her voice brittle. “Dean Harrison, come out!”

The room remained silent, devoid of life. I was standing right in front of her, yet she couldn’t see me.

After waiting a beat, she found my absence infuriating.

Her voice was full of contempt. “How heartless. To use a child this big as a pawn.”

“Get him out of here.”

Sienna said this and walked into her lavish house.

The security men abandoned Leo on the large, unfamiliar street.

Night had fallen.

Leo stood there, alone and confused. He spoke to the little box. “Dad, where should I go now?”

My heart ached beyond measure. I could only pray that the people at the shelter would realize he was missing soon.

Leo looked up at the moon.

“Dad, if I follow the moon, will I find you?”

He was too hungry to walk and fell twice. Stumbling, he finally found a public waste bin and spotted half-eaten slice of cake inside.

His eyes lit up. He grabbed the stale, slightly sour cake and shoved it into his mouth.

I wept, trying to stop him. “Leo, don't eat that! It will make you sick!”

He couldn't hear me, but the cake was knocked out of his hand by someone else.