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

Chapter 392: The Unwelcomed Child

“Mom! Mom! Don’t leave me, mom!” The little boy Mark was calling and begging with his mom as he

chased her.

He was just 12 yrs. old at that time when his mom left him.

He just arrived home from school when he saw his mom dragging her luggage outside.

She was in a hurry to get inside a black limousine, also, she was surrounded by men who wore black

and white coats with ties.

He knew them.

They were his father’s men.

With the scene, even a three-year-old child could easily understand what was going on.

Her mom was leaving and she was leaving him in a big mansion.

“Mom! Wait! I want to go with you!” Mark quickly ran toward her mother then he hugged her legs.

“No. Listen to me, honey.” His mom knelt to face him. “You are going to stay and live here. Okay? This

is your father’s mansion as well as your mansion. You are going to be a Sky because you are your

father’s son. Okay?” His mom’s tears slipped out from the corner of her eyes.

“But mom, why do you have to leave me? I don’t want all of these if you aren’t with me.” At a very

young age, Mark understood his mom’s situation. His mom briefed him when he started to understand

everything and he only saw his father once in his life.

A very regrettable meet-up.

“No, honey… Please listen to me. I have to go. Okay? Please take care of yourself. I love you.” His

mom kissed his forehead then when she was about to stand up, Mark grabbed her hand.

“Mom! Don’t leave me, please. I want to go with you.” Mark babbled crying.

He would not let her mother go without him.

“Let’s go.” His mom asked the men with him.

She neglected his begging but Mark didn’t let go of her hand. “Mark, let go now. Be a good boy. Your

dad will come to get you, okay? I love you, baby.” She said once again ready to leave him.

“Mom, did dad make you do this? Did dad want you to leave me?” Mark was very devastated.

He could feel pain in his heart and anger in one.

His mom was his only family and now she was leaving her to his stranger father.

“Madam, it’s time to go.” One of the men in black sounded as he opened the door of the backseat.

His mom looked at him for the last time with full of tears in her eyes.

Then, she grabbed his hand away from hers.

He didn’t want to let go of her but two men came to stop him.

The other man earlier assisted his mother to go inside the car then he hurriedly closed it.

“Mom! No! Mom! Don’t go!” He shouted loudly struggling from the grips of two men.

The driver of the car swiftly drove away.

“Let go of me! Mom! Let go of me! Mom, come back! Come back, mom!” mark screamed at the top of

his lungs as he struggled hard but he was not given a chance by the two men.

His screams were dull as his mom’s car faded quickly.

“Young Master, that’s enough. Please follow me and let’s get inside.” Mr. Hendrick, an old man who

managed the mansion of his father sounded.

The two men quickly released him.

Mark clenched his fists hard.

His mother just got away from him.

He didn’t know what to do and even if he chased her, he didn’t know where to go. He was at a loss.

His heart shattered into pieces.

“Young master… the sun is scorching. It is better for us to go inside now.” Mr. Hendrick sounded again

politely.

It seemed Mr. Hendrick would be the only person he would live with.

His mother said that his father would come for him but it didn’t happen.

He was like a prisoner in the mansion.

He was sent to a school full of rich kids.

Growing up, he was determined to find his mom.

He saved his allowance coming from a father that he just saw once.

A father who never loved him and denied him.

“Mr. Sky, this is your son, Mark.” His mom was once a secretary of Ed Sky the President of Sky

Corporation before.

He remembered clearly that time his mother brought him inside his office.

That was his first meeting of him.

He looked at the man who they called, Ed Sky.

Mark thought, his father would be happy seeing him for the first time but it was the complete opposite.

His eyes were sharp and one could easily tell that he was angry about something.

His expression was very displeased.

The young Mark trembled in fright.

Even her mother who seemed to muster more of her courage to change the atmosphere.

“Mr. Sky, he is your son and I am sure of that.

I will not claim it if I have not proven it.

Here is the paternity test.

Mark is your son.” His mother quickly broke the tension in the air but the man said nothing. His eyes

were rejecting him already even before reading the result of the paternity test.

Mark could see the man strongly doubting his mother’s words.

He was despising her.

He was despising him.

He was despising them.

The man was unhappy with him and his mother.

The tension was surging up in the air and it circulated in the room not showing any movement or going

away.

Mark felt he was not welcomed by his father.

He feared this time already before that maybe he was not good enough for him because according to

his mother, Ed Sky was a successful businessman.

He was talented, charismatic, and good to people.

He had a high standard of everything.

So, his mother always trained him to be a well-mannered boy and the smartest boy in the class.

She trained him on how to talk coherently in front of others.

The way he ate, the way he walked, and even the way he laughed.

All his actions and movements were always according to his mom.

These were all because of his father.

As his mom always said, “You have to be a Sky. So, you have to act like them. Okay?” Those were his

mother’s words.

He had to act like them because he is a Sky.

He grew up believing that he is a Sky but the man in front of him wasn’t happy with his presence.

Without looking at the result of the paternity test, Ed Sky tore it into pieces and threw them in the trash

bin.

His mother was dumbfounded.

Even in his young mind, he knew what was happening.

He was not ready to be his father or he just simply didn’t like to have him as his son.

From that moment, his heart broke into pieces.

It was his first broken heart and he got it from his father.

“Mr. Sky, please believe me. I am telling the truth.” What he didn’t like was his mother suddenly knelt on

the floor in front of the man who even didn’t mind standing up.

From the moment he entered his office, he was sitting on his swivel chair.

His expression was cold and unpleasant.

“Mr. Sky, he is the result of that night.” His mother cried out.

Her tears were like a river flowing non-stopped.

The man frowned deeply.

His eyes were like sharp daggers.

He could barely think what his mom was telling him.

Suddenly he stood up and strode in the door’s direction.

He was going out without any words for them.

His mom quickly stood up to stop him.

She grabbed his arm.

Mark stepped aside.

He was witnessing the scene in front of him.

His mom was stopping the man from leaving. “Mr. Sky, have mercy on us. Have mercy on your son.

Please. I am not lying and I know you knew that. He is your son. After that party, you said you wanted

to sober in your office. So, I brought you back here. You are very drunk and me too. You… We…. “He

heard his mom pleading and explaining to him at the same time.

He hated how his mom become so desperate at this point that she had to kneel at this man and not

only that she also cried and begged repeatedly but the man's stance didn’t change.

“I only have one son and you know that. Bill… Bill Sky. He is my only son. Do you understand?” Finally,

he said something. The man’s eyes landed on him. He felt nothing but hate for the man and the person

he mentioned. He hated him for treating his mom like that.

“But… Mr. Sky, please hear me out, Mark is…” His mom didn’t want to give up.

Along with her words were her tears and gnashing of her teeth.

She was like something to get from the man but he didn’t let her.

He didn’t give in.

He quickly snatched his arm then he faced his mom with killer eyes. “Stay away from me and my

family. Listen to me while I’m still nice to you and to your son.” His tone was full of threat.

His expression was dangerous like he could eat his mom in whole.

Mark never thought that this man was too awful.

He was angry at him but he could not say anything.

He was also scared of him and being rejected was the worst feeling he had felt at that time.

He was not the father he imagined.

He grew up without a presence of a father but his mother was always telling her that his father was Ed

Sky.

He was the most successful man in the city and he was the owner of the biggest buildings in the city.

She had a picture of him and he used to see him on the billboard around and even in magazines.

Once he told his classmates that he was his father but they just laughed at him.

They didn’t believe that Ed Sky is his father.

He was even summoned to a guidance office because his claim caused bullying.

He fought all his classmates who laughed at him at that time.

Now seeing the displeased face of the man his mom said to be his father, he regretted coming and

made his mom introduce him.

He hated how he treated his mom.

His rejection was strongly screaming in his eyes.

He was an unwelcome child to his father.

“I don’t want to see you and your son when I come back. Do you understand? And you should know

what’s going to happen to you and that kid if someone would know about this. Do not mess up, Clara.

Go home with your son.” The man said with a very deadly tone as he snapped his arm away from his

mom.

He then strode out closing the door with a loud bang.

His mom left in an awful situation as her tears continued flowing in her eyes.

She was trembling while crying.

Mark could feel his mom’s pain.

The man who he thought was his dad just rejected him.

He quickly went to his mom and hugged her.

“Mom, let’s go home. I don’t want that man to be my dad. I’m okay without a dad.” Mark sounded with a

heavy heart.

“Shhh… Do not say that. Mark, he is your dad. Okay? Maybe, he is just confused. Maybe he is not

ready yet to accept you. Just hang on there, son. Leave it to mom, okay? Soon he will come to his

senses. He will accept you. No matter what, he will accept you.” His mom heaved deeply along with her

crying.

Witnessing how the man treated them, at that moment, his mom’s words were too impossible to

happen.

“If he is really my dad, well maybe I’m fine without one,” Mark muttered regretting to have met the man

who just rejected him.

“Shhh… baby, do not say that. Listen to me. No matter what, you have to be acknowledged as a

member of the Sky family, okay? Promise me that you will, Mark. You will sooner because Ed Sky is

your dad.” His mom sounded like no room for negotiation.

She seemed so sure that he would be recognized by the Sky.

Without any words, he just hugged his mom to appease him.

That day was a regrettable day for him because of that man’s rejection. After that, he didn’t see him

again.

“Mr. Hendrick, where’s my mom going? Is she coming back?” Mark asked the old butler of the mansion.

He was snapped back to his senses when he was already inside the house.

He still felt his heart bursting with sadness and an awful feeling of losing someone dear.

“Young master, I’m afraid I don’t have an answer to your question.” Mr. Hendrick replied properly.

“Is this something to do with my dad?” Mark asked again even though he knew Mr. Hendrick would give

him an answer.

Mr. Hendrick looked at him.

His eyes looked at him with pity.

“I’m sorry but I don’t know anything.” Mr. Hendrick looked down.

He could not attain to see the boy with a very problematic expression.

After hearing Mr. Hendrick, Mark heaved a sigh deeply.

He went to his room and cried the whole day.

He refused to eat.

He waited for the man to come but he didn’t.

He wanted to talk to him to bring back his mom but he didn’t appear like what his mom said before she

entered the car.

The young Mark cried and cried a lot until he had gotten to his sleep.

Then in the middle of the night, he woke up crying shouting, and calling his mother.

At that same time, Mr. Hendrick stormed inside his room.

He was holding a telephone.

His expression was shocked and uneasy.

“Young Master, your mother…” Mr. Hendrick sounded full of hesitance in his voice.

Mark looked at Mr. Hendrick with a puzzled expression.

His eyes were full of tears.

He was eagerly waiting for Mr. Hendrick to continue his report about his mother.

“Your mother’s plane crashed. Your mother is dead.” Mr. Hendrick continued.Property © NôvelDrama.Org.