I sighed when I took it.
âThe keyhole is strange,â I observed.
She nodded, âLuna said its key was not an ordinary one. You can ask Dennis. It is quite a strange box.â
I could not see the secret of it and it was late.
I put it in my bag, âItâs almost midnight. Wonât you go home?â
She pouted, âI donât want to.â
âYou have been married to him,â I smiled, âYou love him and others are secondary.â
She sighed, âI know. But I hate his mother. She behaves as if she is so successful because she has a college-professor son. And she thinks I am not good enough for her son.â
Yeah, parents should not interfere with the marriage of their children.
I thought and asked, âwhy not come to my house?â
âNo. Dennis is so serious.â
I shrugged my shoulders, âI will call Zack and ask him to pick you up?â
I shook her head, âNo, no. You just go and I will return to my brotherâs house.â
She paused, âHow about coming with me?â
I smiled, âNo, Dennis would be angry if I return too late.â
She was speechless, âAlright, you just go back early. Bye.â
âBye.â
She drove away.
And I got into my car and sighed.
Life was not perfect.
Happiness could only be obtained by ourselves. Others could give us happiness but that was not reliable.
It was late and the road was smooth.
When I arrived home, the light was on.
Dennis was still waiting for me, I supposed.
Then I saw a sports car at the door of the villa.
It didnât belong to Dennis. Dennis loved SUVs.
I stopped my car and a man came out of that car.
It was Hank.
He was staring at me through my window.
He seemed thinner and tougher.
I sighed and got off.
âI am sorry about that money.â I apologized. It was my fault that things had become like this.
He looked at me and didnât care what I was saying, âDennis was right. A woman taken by force may not be loving you but she can at least belong to you.â
I was confused and he suddenly took me in his arms.
I resisted in vain.
He said coldly, âLife is so long. Why should I give up my love? Clara, I love you more than Dennis does. I wonât let you go.â
âHank!â I still resisted, still in vain, âWhy must you force me like this?â
He sneered, âSo what? Why should I be the one who cannot get his love? Why should I be forced to choose another who I donât love so much or not at all?â
He was crazy.
I stopped resisting, âYou can pursue your love and can obtain what you want. But Hank, I am a human being, not an object. I have my own choices too.â
âThen why not choose me? Am I not deserving of love? What is good with Dennis? He is cruel. Why do you love him?â
I didnât know what he had experienced these days but he was like a demon now.
I was scared and pitied him.
âHank, you deserve being loved. But my love goes to Dennis. I donât why I love him but I just do. He needs me and I need him and I want to be with him forever.â
He couldnât hear this and sneered, âI wonât let you go and as long as I live, I wonât let you go. I just believe in myself.â
He forcibly pressed his lips upon mine.
I felt repulsive.
And suddenly he was pulled away from me.
I fell into the arms of a warm man and I smelt the familiar cigarette.
I felt relieved.
âAre you okay?â Dennis said.
I shook my head and saw the anger in his eyes.
He walked to Hank and punched him.
And they were fighting against each other.
And there were wounds on both men.
Clarrie cried and the two stopped.
Hank said, âGeorge, I will get Clara.â
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Dennis sneered, âYou deserve her?â So satirical.
âWe will see.â Hank got in his car and drove away.
Clarrie was crying and I went into the house.
I went into the bedroom and the little girl was crying bitterly, âMommy, I dreamt that you left me.â
I consoled her, âYou are momâs baby and mom wonât leave you. Baby, mom is always with you.â
It might be a nightmare.
She cries and fell into sleep.
I went out of her room and saw Dennis in the sitting room. He was angry but he was still handsome.
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