You Can Run But You Can't Hide My Contractual Wife

Chapter 480: His Real Father

The things he learned about today were too unexpected.

Abrupt and too rigid starting from his old butler's letter and the evidence he gathered to open his eyes

to what was the real situation happening right in front of his eyes.

Mark's heart was beating so fast.

He was very angry and felt like he wanted to know all the reasons for everything he discovered today.

He felt betrayed and was disowned by a friend who he thought would be with him whatever happened.

From thick to thin but it seemed the reality was not in his favor.

Greta turned out to be not the person he was expecting she was.

Her loyalty is money.

On the other hand, Mark was extremely guilty of Mr. Hendrick's death.

Greta was his great ally doing his dirty work.

He paid Greta but it was through an allowance every month.

He gave her money so she had her own and somewhat she could enjoy her life.

Living normally and doing what normal people do, not stealing or scheming people.

Greta was very easy and fast to make all orders done.

She is reliable in every way.

Mark felt wrong about making Greta a fearless assassin.

He could not just take himself off the hook with what Greta had become.

With that, he should stop Greta from killing.

He was going to save his friend before he still could and he wished he could still.

Greta was the only one that could decide for herself but he would try to convince her and he would try

his best to save her from the dark place.

Thinking about Bill Sky, the person he was about to kill tonight and was the good guy in Mr. Hendrick's

letter, Mark was snapped to where Bill had given him a pouch filled with documents inside at the

cemetery.

He quickly ran toward his room as he had a strong feeling that inside that pouch had the answer to

everything.

He had a lot of questions in his mind that were making him so unstable.

He needed to know everything and should be finished instantly tonight before he was going to turn

crazy.

When he got inside his room, his eyes wandered around.

He knew he got it and stuffed it somewhere.

He has to find it but the time was not on his side right now.

It's either, he would let the senator's men finish him or he would finish him.

However, he was also determined to find the pouch as his instinct was telling him that it held the

answer to everything.

At this point, the statement by Mr. Hendrick was something that he could not just take for granted.

Mark was like solving the hardest puzzle trying to decipher the parts correctly but finding it very hard.

Though it was the hardest it triggered his deepest curiosity along with his emotions.

Mark moved faster.

He was searching like crazy.

All his things were messed up on the floor.

Then, he gritted his teeth when he couldn't find the pouch.

His eyes were sharp obviously annoyed with his terrible situation right now.

He got all his drawers opened but he failed to find it.

His breathing was unstable as he kept on gritting his teeth.

Watching his wristwatch, he didn't have time left to be idle.

He got his phone and called up Greta.

She could probably help him right now but she wasn't picking up her phone.

Mark was running away in a hurry but then, he halted again as he tripped something on the floor.

Then his eyes widened.

It was the thing he was looking for hidden nearly under his bed.

Now he remembered why it got there.

On that day, when he got the pouch, he never wanted to know what was inside the pouch so he kicked

threw it and kicked it.

Then it went under but good thing it was tucked in the corner and it didn't fully go under.

He didn't have any plan to look at it and know what was inside as he thought it was just another of their

lies.

People that were surrounding him were all just schemes except Greta and the old butler.

That was he thought before but now, he didn't know anymore.

He didn't know what to believe and whom to believe.

Now that the pouch appeared, he felt his very near to the truth.

Without wasting a single minute, Mark got the pouch and walked away. Inside his car, he opened the

pouch.

It was news way back in the year when he was born.

Mark started to read it until his hand started shaking.

If he was not mistaken, the name and picture of the man in the news who committed suicide was the

same person who was buried in the cemetery.

He would not remember what Bill said to him on that day.

He was his real father.

The man in the newspaper ended up his life after his whole family died in a car accident.

It was reported that the reason for the accident was they were running away after knowing that the

father of the family had another child with another woman.

They left the man and planned to go away from him as his punishment.

There were certain pictures published featuring the man and the other woman.

Mark's heartbeat was pumping so fast and hard seeing her mom in the picture with the man.

It was obvious that some paparazzi had captured the photos since they were captured in different

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In the first picture, her mom was smiling while her hand was wrapping around the man's waist.

They were outside a store and his mother had so many shopping bags in her other hand.

In the second picture, they were eating in a fine dining restaurant and his mom's head was resting on

the man's shoulder.

The third one was they were on the beach having a vacation in a 5-star luxury hotel.

The next picture was of her mom and was with the man together checking in at a hotel.

And the last picture was already getting his nerve, they were caught kissing intimately in a public.

Mark didn't want to believe what he was seeing right now as he felt that he was abruptly slapped by

reality.

He didn't expect any of this and was not ready for this kind of reality.

Mark was getting dizzy as he felt so troubled by what he had discovered.

He didn't want to believe that his mother could ruin a family but pictures could not lie. Her face was

clearly seen in the photos. Mark was annoyed. He was very pissed but what he could do?

He wanted to know why did his mom covet a man who already had a family.

A man who was already married and had children.

Was he out of her mind?

What about him?

Why did his mother never think of him?

Was he a sinner too in this situation because it was clearly stated there that the reason for the death of

the family was because the wife knew about her husband having another child with another woman.

The news was just so overwhelming.

How could he accept that he was the cause of a family's death? But…

Mark frowned deeply.

He was bothered by something.

What was his relationship with the Sky?

Why his mother brought him to Ed Sky's office and introduced him as his father?

With his curiosity reaching its peak, Mark quickly got another document on the paper.

'To my brother Ed Sky'

These characters were written on white paper.

It was clearly a letter in the man's handwriting.

Mark was dying to know what was inside the letter.

His memory of his mother introducing him to Ed Sky as his son was conflicted with what the news was.

Mark felt the answer to his question lay inside the letter so he hurriedly opened and read it.

'My dearest brother,

I'm sorry. I cannot take it anymore.'

Mark could imagine the man's desperation while writing the letter.

He was filled with guilt and blame for himself for committing adultery that caused his whole family's

death.

His son, daughter, and wife were taken away because of his bad deeds.

The wife drove the car and was in a messy state of mind.

The car crashed into a big truck crossing the street and no one in his family survived.

'Brother Ed, you are the only person I can trust. You are not only my best friend but my dearest brother

even if we came from different mothers. All the good times we had will always be cherished in my heart

even in the next life. Brother, my death is the end of my bloodline. My life is a waste. I am a curse. I

don't want that son to be alive and carry my name. It is the biggest scandal in the city and abroad.

There is no use for him to live as his father is worthless and his life is too. He would just be carrying

another bad luck in this life as he is the reason for the death of my wife and his sibling. He would carry

this in his life. So, please brother, put an end to this child. I don't want him to suffer like me. It is going

to be his fate trust me. Him... being my son is a curse.

Brother... please help me and get rid of this child.

Until we meet again.

Bye for now.

Your dearest brother'

After reading the letter, Mark heaved a very deep sigh.

So, the man turned out to be Ed Sky's half-brother.

He didn't know what to feel.

It was very unbelievable that his real father didn't want him to live.

He felt disheartened by that.

Not only that, he felt angry with him but then he realized something.

He is still alive and he grew up not following the man's request.

That just meant Ed Sky let him live.

Ed Sky gave him a mansion to live in and sent him abroad for his studies.

But there is still one question left in his mind.

On that day in Ed Sky's office, his stare was angry and disgusted to him.

Mark grabbed another document from the pouch.

'To my dearest son'

Mark was stunned.

It was a letter from his mother and he would not be mistaken by her her penmanship.

Mark quickly read it while he was driving furiously at the same time to the senator's warehouse.

'Son,

I am writing this letter to confess the truth that I cannot dare to do it in front of you.'

Reading the first part of the letter, Mark could already imagine his mom crying while writing.

Along with her tears were her heavy heart and silent cries.

He instantly felt his heart harden as he continued reading it.

'I am a sinner son. I didn't deserve to be your mother. I made a terrible mistake but remember always

that you are not one of my mistakes.

I love you so much my son and always remember that.

If only I can be there for you but I can't.

I need to leave you my son because I sinned.

Your father had another family but they died.

They all died because of me.

It's all my sin.

And now, the wife of your father's family, they were hunting me to avenge her death.

I cannot take you with me or risk your life being with me.

They were very influential and powerful in the city and I believe only the Sky could give you shelter and

protect you, my child.

I am disgusted with myself for seducing Ed Sky and scheming him using you. I did that so I can secure

your life and future in his power but I was wrong in doing that. He was disgusted but don't get him

wrong, he is a good man and he is not your real father. Your real father is.....'

Mark stopped without finishing the letter.

It was all clear to him.

He didn't need to know his real father's name again.

Everything was clear now.

That sharp stare was because of her scheming mother.

It was all because of her mother and he was the fruit of her sin.

Mark stepped on the gas harder.

His car was like flying in the air.

The Sky was protecting him all along.

They were hiding him from the enemies who wanted to get revenge.

And clearly, his mother's plane crash was an act of revenge.

Mark held the steering wheel so hard as he remembered Bill's words for him in the bar.

"You are the master of your fate, Mark."

Now, he fully understood what he meant.

He could either choose it to become like his father or change it to be a better life he could enjoy.

That was what Bill wanted and his old butler wanted too.

Bill Sky was protecting him all along and he took in-charge when his father died.

Mr. Hendrick was right.

Bill was a good guy.

He sustained his studies abroad and living.

All his money was from him.

"Sh*t!" Mark screamed in the air.

He was now in a hurry.

Very hurry that he could bump into those vehicles on the road.

After a while, a screeching of an abrupt stop of a car was heard.

"Greta, stop!" Mark saw Greta pointing a gun at Bill Sky.

It was time.

He didn't make it to the deadline and now Greta was chosen to kill Bill Sky.

"Greta, don't kill him! Listen to me. don't kill him!" Mark screamed hysterically.

Greta looked at him then he smirked wickedly.

"Sorry boss but he should die tonight," Greta said to him unbothered by his presence.

"Greta! Greta! Listen to me. We are friends. Do it for me, please! We are on this together, remember?"

Mark sounded in a hurry and very determined to convince her.

Greta put down her gun.

Mark was quickly pacified but then after a short while, she pointed her gun at Mark then she smirked.