Eight Years His Girlfriend, Thirty Days His Downfall - Chapter 133: Chapter 133
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"Mr. Anderson everyone makes mistakes. You already did lot of things for Marcus. You helped him and gave him everything he need"
Carlton pursed his lips, as his face sank in sorrow. "But I failed to give him love" he slowly whispered, confusing me.
"You know, when he came to me he was just a little boy. And I had just inherited the empire group so I was a busy man. I couldn't even find a wife for myself. Even though I gave Marcus a roof to live under I failed to give him the love he needed. Do you know when he started liking you?"
I shook my head.
"At the begining when I told him about the marriage he despised it but didn't deny because he was grateful to me. He told me that he would hate you but you see, that didn't happen. So one day I asked him what made him change"
I leaned forward, listening intently, curious to know his answer. This was a question I have been wondering a lot.
"He told me you asked him are you okay"
"What?" I asked dumbfounded.
"It was something he had been yearning to hear all his life, for someone to check if he was fine. And I realised even after all he had gone through I hadn't even asked him those simple three words"
Hearing it I suddenly remembered how Marcus's body tensed after I asked him that in Germany. It was the first time he hugged me and held me that close.
Carlton sighed and looked at Marcus again "Well, I came to check on Marcus and now that I have I shouldn't be bothering you anymore. Is there anything else I can do for you Rowan?"
"Umm...I would like to visit Barbara's and Clara's grave"
Carlton stared at me for a moment and then nodded his head. "I'll send my driver to you"
After Carlton left I walked over to the bed and sat next to Marcus. I ran my fingers through his soft hair, caressing it.
"Marcus don't blame yourself. We all are alive because you saved us"
He was silent for a moment and then spoke "But it all happened because of me"
"It won't happen again. Kyle is dead and we'll keep an eye on everyone else who we think is a threat. Please Marcus don't think it's your fault"
Without replying Marcus buried his face in the pillow and I heard him cry.
Tears pricked in my eyes seeing him like this.
Marcus was a strong man from the outside but fragile from the inside. And I loved every bit of it. I don't care if other men didn't cry but I'm happy that Marcus let out his emotions instead of holding it in and pretending to be someone else.
Crying doesn't make men weaker it just shows who they really are. It shows that sometimes they need comfort just like any other girl would and it doesn't make them any less of a man but someone caring and understanding.
I kissed the back of his head and leaned my head on his shoulder, hugging him as he let out his pain.
"We are all fine"
"Lucas" I slowly whispered to my two year old son who was sitting on my lap biting the buttons of my shirt.
I was in a meeting at the office and Lucas didn't like anyone in the room. So he kept his face hidden inside my coat.
He was an asocial child and was extremely uncomfortable around anyone other than Marcus and I.
We sometimes blame ourselves for his behaviour because after that terrifying incident we became overprotective parents. Specially Marcus.
But little did we know our actions would lead him to showing an allergic reaction to rest of the world. We thought this would pass with time but it only kept getting worse.
Since Lucas doesn't stay with anyone else, Marcus and I both had been taking him to office turn by turn. It was sometimes hard but we had to do it.
"That's it" Anne came to the end of the presentation and looked at me.
"Okay everyone send these files to the Marketing department. You are dismissed" Everyone gave me a small nod and walked out the door.
I look down to see my son who was still biting my buttons. I leaned down and kissed his head. "Baby they are gone now"
He slowly raised his head and looked at me. "Look around" He turned his head and scanned the entire room.
"We have to go to my friend's house today. You promised you would be a good boy. Remember?" He stared me and then hesitantly nodded his head.
He spoke very little words and smiled very rarely. I almost never heard him laugh and there were countless days I cried myself to sleep thinking about it, so did Marcus.
Today Harrington's had prepared a meeting in their house to discuss about this year's contest with the hotel owners and the participant companies.
Taylor said many were invited and would be coming along with their children. So I thought it would be a good chance for Lucas to meet others as he wasn't uncomfortable around children.
Carlton pursed his lips, as his face sank in sorrow. "But I failed to give him love" he slowly whispered, confusing me.
"You know, when he came to me he was just a little boy. And I had just inherited the empire group so I was a busy man. I couldn't even find a wife for myself. Even though I gave Marcus a roof to live under I failed to give him the love he needed. Do you know when he started liking you?"
I shook my head.
"At the begining when I told him about the marriage he despised it but didn't deny because he was grateful to me. He told me that he would hate you but you see, that didn't happen. So one day I asked him what made him change"
I leaned forward, listening intently, curious to know his answer. This was a question I have been wondering a lot.
"He told me you asked him are you okay"
"What?" I asked dumbfounded.
"It was something he had been yearning to hear all his life, for someone to check if he was fine. And I realised even after all he had gone through I hadn't even asked him those simple three words"
Hearing it I suddenly remembered how Marcus's body tensed after I asked him that in Germany. It was the first time he hugged me and held me that close.
Carlton sighed and looked at Marcus again "Well, I came to check on Marcus and now that I have I shouldn't be bothering you anymore. Is there anything else I can do for you Rowan?"
"Umm...I would like to visit Barbara's and Clara's grave"
Carlton stared at me for a moment and then nodded his head. "I'll send my driver to you"
After Carlton left I walked over to the bed and sat next to Marcus. I ran my fingers through his soft hair, caressing it.
"Marcus don't blame yourself. We all are alive because you saved us"
He was silent for a moment and then spoke "But it all happened because of me"
"It won't happen again. Kyle is dead and we'll keep an eye on everyone else who we think is a threat. Please Marcus don't think it's your fault"
Without replying Marcus buried his face in the pillow and I heard him cry.
Tears pricked in my eyes seeing him like this.
Marcus was a strong man from the outside but fragile from the inside. And I loved every bit of it. I don't care if other men didn't cry but I'm happy that Marcus let out his emotions instead of holding it in and pretending to be someone else.
Crying doesn't make men weaker it just shows who they really are. It shows that sometimes they need comfort just like any other girl would and it doesn't make them any less of a man but someone caring and understanding.
I kissed the back of his head and leaned my head on his shoulder, hugging him as he let out his pain.
"We are all fine"
"Lucas" I slowly whispered to my two year old son who was sitting on my lap biting the buttons of my shirt.
I was in a meeting at the office and Lucas didn't like anyone in the room. So he kept his face hidden inside my coat.
He was an asocial child and was extremely uncomfortable around anyone other than Marcus and I.
We sometimes blame ourselves for his behaviour because after that terrifying incident we became overprotective parents. Specially Marcus.
But little did we know our actions would lead him to showing an allergic reaction to rest of the world. We thought this would pass with time but it only kept getting worse.
Since Lucas doesn't stay with anyone else, Marcus and I both had been taking him to office turn by turn. It was sometimes hard but we had to do it.
"That's it" Anne came to the end of the presentation and looked at me.
"Okay everyone send these files to the Marketing department. You are dismissed" Everyone gave me a small nod and walked out the door.
I look down to see my son who was still biting my buttons. I leaned down and kissed his head. "Baby they are gone now"
He slowly raised his head and looked at me. "Look around" He turned his head and scanned the entire room.
"We have to go to my friend's house today. You promised you would be a good boy. Remember?" He stared me and then hesitantly nodded his head.
He spoke very little words and smiled very rarely. I almost never heard him laugh and there were countless days I cried myself to sleep thinking about it, so did Marcus.
Today Harrington's had prepared a meeting in their house to discuss about this year's contest with the hotel owners and the participant companies.
Taylor said many were invited and would be coming along with their children. So I thought it would be a good chance for Lucas to meet others as he wasn't uncomfortable around children.
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