The Husbands || MewGulf

Chapter 18: Where it all ends

Chapter 18

Where it all ends

2 years later..

He thought that his life would be so much easy if he get what he wanted. The joy it brought was just a fleeting moment...

"How are you? I'm sorry if I haven't able to visit you for a while.. It was too hard for me.."
Tears poured from his eyes.

He went on his knees. He stared at the flowers he brought. The yellow-rayed flowers in a bouquet.

"It was your favorite flower..."

He sat and began to tell his stories for him. There were so many things happened by the past months. He tried to act tough but tears won't go away.

"Don't worry about me..."

He brushed off his tears.

"You'll be okay because you are with him, right?"
A small smile dawned on his lips.

"I got to go.. Papà." He bowed his head and bid his goodbye.

His heart was now in peace. It always feel nice to visit his father. He already avenged his death but unexpected things happened. He has left devastated.

"Nice too see you again, Son."

Mr. Praichakorn embraced him when he visited at the office. Years ago, he was the one managing the Praichakorn's Empire but he thought that he won't be able to lead and straight things up with his haywired mind and broken heart.

"Sir, you don't really need to call me that." He chuckled at the old man.

"I know but you've been a son to me since you and Stella— "

The door opened and a familiar sounds of a heels were heard.

"What about it, Dad?"

There was Stella who haven't changed at all.

"Nice to see you, Stell." He stood up.

"It's not so nice to meet you again, Mew."

He heard Mr. Praichakorn sighed.

"So.. when did you arrived?" Stella asked.

He answered. He just came back to visit his father's grave. It was his death anniversary. He won't stay that long anyway.

"Ohh. You should have told me." She rolled her eyes.

"What's with the visit, my daughter?" Mr. Praichakorn to Stella.

Stella seemed different. She looked bothered if you observed her well but she's composed enough for her father not to notice.

"I have already a flight tomorrow, Sir. And I would like to apologize again.."

Stella's father laughed and tapped his shoulder.

"I'm honestly sick of your apologizes, Son. I told you it was over. And you saved the Empire. I should be the one to be grateful. It's been years so all we need to do is to move on.."

"Dad's right, Mew. Don't be too hard on yourself. Just.. atleast.. Hang in there a bit and everything will be alright."

He felt assured by what they said. It lessen the pain on his chest. The past years were full of resentment, anger, pain, and.. regrets.

He decided to stay at the hotel room. The cold wind of the night embraced his skin as he stood up silently at the veranda. He felt alone.. he felt sinking..