Daddy, Chasing Mommy Back is On Us!

Jason frowned immediately. "What happened to your hand?"

"Nothing." Mayaboy was too afraid to meet his gaze as she spoke.

"Show me!" He forcefully tugged on her hand before he gently rolled her sleeve up to reveal her arms. They were covered in scars that looked like they had been made by a whip!

"How did this happen?" Jason felt his heart thundering at the sight of the brutal scars. Some of them looked fresh as they were still bloody, while scabs had already formed over others. There were a number of scars that looked like they had been around for an even longer time, and the old and new wounds overlapped each other in a random, disorganized pattern.

She quickly pulled her hand away. "It's nothing. My mother-in-law has a bad temper. She beat me after I accidentally dropped a bowl during dinnertime. That's all." The smile hadn't left her face as she told Jason about the incident; she made it sound as if it was nothing more than a common matter.

Jason felt his heart aching for the girl before him. "Your mother-in-law beat you up so badly over a bowl?"

"Well, all married women have to deal with their in-laws' tempers, right?" She continued to smile.

I left this place; if... Well, there's no use for wishful thinking now... He didn't understand the culture in Mayaboy's village, but he had hoped that her life would improve after she got married. All he knew back then was how poor her own family was, so he had assumed that her quality of life would've improved after

thankful that you were willing to bring me along with you back then. Although we didn't manage to leave in the end, just the fact that you were

brought you away from this place. It's all my fault.

I'm fated to live this way for the rest of my life. Oh, by

shook his head in response. "No. I'm

looking for me?" She

always felt some unresolved feelings within me since I failed to bring you away in the past." His gaze was gentle as he looked at the woman before his eyes. Even though she was no longer the beautiful young girl he had met all those years ago, he realized that he was still in love with her, and that his love seemed to grow with second. He liked her determination and

every

his words. Women were generally sensitive creatures, and she seemed to understand the message he was conveying through his gaze. "It's getting late. I should leave now. You should get some rest too."

a habit of bringing a first-aid kit around whenever he was traveling, and it