At that moment, Mark's indifference was torn from his small face. His emotions overflew and tears burst forth from his bright and lovely eyes. The great anger and grievance that he had kept bottled up in his chest for three days finally found release. He stretched out his hands and gesticulated excitedly and fiercely, "I don't want to part with mom. I don't want that man to be my dad. I just want my own mom and dad. I don't want a strange dad!"
Mark cried so hard that he couldn't control himself. His small body was racked with sobs and his mouth opened and closed incessantly as if he wanted to expel the words from his mouth. However, no sound escaped his lips.
As Molly looked at her son's crying form, she couldn't control herself either and tears poured down her face. Her tears were drenched with bloody streaks because she had exhausted them in the last three days. She clasped Mark into her chest tightly and sobbed, "Mark will never part with mom. Mom will never allow that to happen!"
The weeping mother and son filled the atmosphere with sadness and anguish. The audience was enveloped by great sorrow and empathy. As all the people inside the room were moved by that pitiful sight, nobody noticed the silent figure who left the room. He walked towards the dimly lit hall with his arrogant back straight and stiff as an arrow. Everyone paid their pathetic attention to Molly and Mark, while was oblivious to the anguish and sorrow in the solitary man's face. Standing in the dimly lit corner, he comforted himself silently.
Who should be more woeful than him?
From the beginning, he had wanted to risk his life and all he had to protect her and give her the life she wanted. But she had left him ruthlessly and determinedly when he had been badly hurt and after he had begged her to stay.
Who would be more anguished than him?
During the three and a half year's hellish life, she was just like a white ant eating into his heart every hour, every minute and every second!
Who in this world would have a more complex and entangled emotions than him?
He didn't want to lose her… and he couldn't bear to lose her. But he wanted her to have the freedom and ability to pursue the life that would make her happy. So, he let her be… Finally, however, he found out that they were all lies.
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