Rewriting My Heart's Fate

Jack's eyes were filled with rage that had quickly disappeared into a pool of calm when he saw me. He probably didn't expect to see me under such circumstances. "Aren't you surprised to meet me again like this?"

It was I who had personally sent him to jail, causing his family's destruction.

Jack lifted his head slightly as a flurry of emotions fleeted through his eyes. Then, it was quickly replaced by his usual aloofness.

He sat down lazily. There was only a table in between us. The atmosphere was inexplicably tense.

"Was I surprised? Probably, but I'm more so confused and regretful." His voice was low and hoarse. Every word he uttered seemed to be squeezed out from the depths of his heart.

"I didn't understand why you had to do that. Isn't there even an ounce of sliver of familial love in between us?"

I laughed quietly. Too much bitterness and helplessness was encapsulated in that laugh.

"Familial love? The moment you betrayed our family and betrayed my mother, that familial love doesn't exist anymore. I'm just doing all these so I'm answerable to my mother. I'm also doing this for myself, so I could get an answer." Jack's gaze suddenly turned steely as he shot up to his feet. His hands were tightly balled into fists as if he were trying to break free of his restraints.

"Your mother? What could she know? She's just a woman blinded by love, who thinks that marrying for love meant she could have everything. In reality, what has she gotten? Nothing but endless waiting and disappointment!"

A sharp pain pierced through my heart upon hearing this but I still remained a calm facade. However, when I remembered all that he had done to me, I felt like all of this was very ridiculous.

end up the way they did. If you ever treated me as a

chip time and time again, and every

she couldn't fulfill her dreams, she couldn't

rage in his eyes slowly died down. Weariness replaced the rage in his

you think that you have known everything? Did you think what you've uncovered is

the art gallery? No,

behind all of these, worse than

A sense of

"What do you mean?"

closed his eyes like he was

to cover the real secret. You and your mother are just pawns of a

A chill went down my

"Scam? What scam?"

again, tenacity filled his

veine

may have given you hints, but they have the purpose in doing so. Im this world, no one would help another out at no cost, and there's no such thing as unconditional