87 - Unwanted Marriage

"So this is the reason you never visited your home? Because all the letters I sent you never arrived?" he asked, shaking his head along with that gloomy face.

"And here I thought you didn't care about your mother anymore," he continued with a long, irritated sigh.

"Mother ... Since when did she die? And ... Why? You had a duty to continue protecting her, why did you let her die!" I tugged at the collar of my father's shirt, making him look at me who was choking with emotion.

"Protect?" he retorted sarcastically. The way he rolled those golden irises never changed with time, arrogant as ever. Even though the one he was dealing with now was his son.

"How can I protect her, if she kills herself?" he continued.

My grip on the collar of her royal robes loosened, as my eyes blurred with tears of disbelief.

"Mother ... Suicide?" It was a sentence that didn't fit well in my mouth, which was referring to the strongest woman in my life. "There's no way she committed suicide. She valued life so