The Goddess Sculpture Is Actually My Husband’s Secret Mistress! - Chapter 87: Chapter 87

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I bent down to keep the phone back in place but suddenly he got a notification. It was not my place to open it but I had this frenzied urge to check it.
"Don't think that you will get away with this. You killed them. You will pay for what you did. I will destroy what's yours"
My heart beat at a rapid pace as I read the message over and over. He killed someone? I couldn't believe it. Marcus was not capable of harming even the smallest creature as far as I knew.
And whoever this person was, needed to destroy what belonged to Marcus. No wonder he had been overprotective these days.
I quickly kept the phone in place and decided not to rush and ask him about this. I will slowly get the answers from him out of his own accord.
I went back to packing his bags and after a while the bathroom door opened and there came a shirtless Marcus.
Wait shirtless?
"Um... I think I gave you a shirt. Well if you don't like it wait I will give you another one" I turned to walk towards the closet but suddenly Marcus gripped my arm stopping me.
"You wanted to see my marks and I'm letting you"
"Y-you don't have to force yourself to do that. Sorry if I-"
"I want to. I want you to see them"
Marcus walked to the bed and sat with his back facing me. I inched closer and knelt down, observing the almost fading but long, light red whip marks across his back.
I traced my fingers along each mark, my eyes slightly watering as I felt him shudder at my touch.
"Marcus"
"Hmm" He turned to me.
"I'm sorry"
"Why are you apologising?" He narrowed his eyebrows in confusion.
"I'm-" My voice broke. "I'm just sorry. It hurts knowing that some children go through this daily and knowing that I can't do anything about it even with all the money, I feel sorry"
"Hey hey" Marcus pulled me to his lap. "Don't feel sorry for something you have no control over"
"I know but I wish you hadn't gone through all that pain. If I can use all my money and built a time traveling machine-" I gave a soft laugh. "I would save you"
I giggled and his lip's twitched up into a smile. "Ah yes then you can be my superhero"
Today was the final day of the contest. Marcus had not been with me all these days because he was in Thailand.
I missed him everyday but we talked over the phone a lot at night. He was supposed to be arriving in few hours with Steve.
The contest was not the only thing on my mind these past few days. Marcus's birthday was in one month and all this time, I had been thinking about how to contact his mother.
But I didn't give up on hope as today before the show, all the Andersons including Marcus's uncle, Sebastian Anderson who I knew very well because of his beauty products company would also be coming here.
I was standing impatiently by the entrance glancing at my watch from time to time waiting for their arrival. Behind me the staff of the hotel and the five companies were running around like chickens on fire, preparing for the last show.
I rubbed my hands together to heat them as I stood on the cold hard ground. It was an afternoon but no sunlight fought its way through the heavy clouds as it was snowing.
A line of black cars came into my view and Marcus's dad, Carlton Anderson and his sister, brother and their children got off. Amara Anderson gave me a big hug and congratulated me on the success of my show.
Chris Anderson, Sebastian's son was smirking as he checked me out. Both he and I went to same college but never met since he was a senior. But I knew very well of his behavior during his college times. He was always surrounded by chicks ready to give themselves to him. And he didn't disappoint them.
I ignored him and walked past him to greet his sister Bianca who I hated equally. I had met her in business meetings and she was a pain in the ass. She was the brunette version of Clara.
"Why are we here again dad?" Bianca asked Sebastian with a scowl on her face.
"Shut up" Sebastian warned her and engulfed me in a hug.
"It's nice to see you again Serapha"
"It's nice to see you too Mr. Anderson"
"Oh drop the formalities. We are family now. I saw your text message saying that you wanted to talk about something"
"Yeah I'll tell you when we get inside" I said quietly not wanting to grab the attention of Marcus's dad.
After greeting everyone from the Empire group, I walked to the restaurant with Sebastian.
"So what did you want to talk about?"
"Um-do you know Marcus's mother?" I asked with uncertainty, not knowing how he would react.
"I only have little knowledge about his past before his father took him in. He lived with his mother, step father and half sister, I don't know anything other than that"

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