The Goddess Sculpture Is Actually My Husband’s Secret Mistress! - Chapter 95: Chapter 95

I slowly walked near Jake but stopped seeing the state Marcus was in. He was sitting on the floor infront of the closed doors of the operating theatre with his head bent low. His shirt was covered in blood, his hands gripping his disheveled hair as tears streamed down his cheeks.
A single tear drop fell down to the ground as I realized the reality I tried to ignore was actually true. I lightly tapped Jake on the shoulder and he slowly looked up at me. His eyes were blood shot red telling he cried for hours.
"B-blair" his voice broke as he tried to speak. I quickly sat beside him and brought his head on my shoulder, caressing his hair while he cried on me.
"Sh-she was cov-covered in blood. Her body w-was lifeless. I've never seen my sister like t-that. I c-can't-"
"Shh. She's all right. She's strong. I know she will get through this" I tried consoling him even though I had a hard time believing my own words.
Suddenly Jake's father stood up and strode towards Marcus. He grabbed him by his collar and lifted him off the ground.
"It's all your fault. My daughter is in there because of you. You did this" He pushed Marcus to the wall and yelled in pain.
"Stop it" Carlton Anderson grabbed his wrists and pushed it away from Marcus.
"Do not touch my son. It was your daughter's fault in the beginning"
"Are you fucking kidding me? My daughter is the one who is in the operating theatre fighting for her life. It's all your son's fault. I don't want him anywhere near my daughter anymore"
"I don't even want a reckless woman like your daughter in my son's life. We will soon send you the divorce papers"
Marcus suddenly looked up, his eyes filled with tears. "D-dad please don't do that. I ca-"
"What Marcus? She is a woman who doesn't know her place. She shouldn't have brought your mother. She shouldn't have meddled in your personal life"
"Personal life? My daughter is his personal life. Serapha was just trying to help him. And what did he mean by his mother was the reason to all his sufferings? It's not like she abused him or anything"
It was dead silent that one could even hear a pin drop from miles away. No one spoke for a while, till Mr. Lysandra's face gleamed in realisation.
"I can't believe this. I married my daughter to a person who was abused in the past. Of course you will slap her. You will hurt her. It's in your nature. It's who you are" He shouted louder and screamed at Marcus who looked like he was punched in the gut.
His entire body started shaking in fear. He staggered back into the wall and sat on the ground, bringing his knees closer to his chest.
"I did this" he whispered slowly, almost to himself.
"Marcus Marcus hey. It's not your fault" Carlton knelt down in front his son who was trembling and murmming inaudible words.
Carlton bent his head and took a sharp intake of breath in agony before getting up to roar at Jake's father. "Look what you did. Look what you just did to my son. Do you even know how deeply those words can affect him?"
"What I did to your son? What I did?" He pointed at himself in disbelief and started laughing out loudly.
"My daughter is dying. If I don't ever get a chance to speak to her again it's all because of your son!"
Mr. Lysandra yelled in anger grabbing everyone's attention around us. But being a part of the privileged society no one dared to shut them up even though this was a hospital.
"I don't want your son ever near my daughter. He slapped her and he will continue to do the same. He will continued to do the same to his children. He can't erase his past. He is just like his mother"
Upon hearing the words Marcus suddenly clutched on to his head and started whimpering in pain. "I-I did this. I'm her. I'm just like her" His eyes were turning blood shot red as he whispered to himself, the same words over and over almost like a little child.
Carlton looked at Marcus in pity and turned around to grab on to Mr. Lysandra's collar. "If my son ever go back to how he was I will destroy you"
"Really? Do you think I'm scared? First you should put your son to where he belongs. The mental hospital"
Carlton's eyes blazed with a vicious anger and he charged forward to punch Mr. Lysandra. But Mrs. Lysandra pulled her husband to the back. "William stop. You have gone to far"
"I'm her. I'm just like her. I will hurt everyone. I will hurt Serapha. I-I don't w-want to live anymore. I c-can't" Marcus's voice broke as he wailed in pain. His eyes were sunk, dried tears staining his face. He was a mess. A complete mess without Serapha.
"Mr. Wilson take Marcus away from here" Carlton shouted at someone and few men in suits came and dragged Marcus away.