PASUTRI.

PASUTRI.
CHAPTER 79: LOVE ME RIGHT !



Love me in the right way !!


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I cried in the room with all the things that happened these few days. Tell me if I'm sorry I won't do any good because everything happened.


Andy didn't accept my apology for the lies I made.


I realized, as smart as I kept the carcass would have smelled too.


The fact that my marriage is fake.


Mark is caught in the media chasing Hye Ri.


Until I'm in deportation.


All this makes my head woozy.


Andy's brother still doesn't want to talk to me.


There is no place to express my sorrow for the problems I am experiencing.


With the hoodie covering my head and hair unraveling in disarray, with trembling steps I entered the Church.


I am ashamed, when I am sad I remember You.


I deserve to be punished for the false wedding vows I made.


Mother's father must be disappointed and sad to see my behavior that never wants to change.


I cried sobbing with both hands clasped.


God, forgive me !!!


That's the only word I repeated in my heart. I regret my own stupidity.


I let down my only brother.


The person I have in this world, and the place I lean.


I bore wounds in the hearts of those who loved me.


I failed !!


I cursed myself.


After being content to shed my regrets in tears, I left the Church and had no purpose.


Mark may have been happy with his choice of heart.


And I'm falling down here.


I'm walking in no direction.


Following this heart step.


I arrived at the place where I met Mark first.


In front of a famous fashion brand counter where Mark became their Brand Ambassador.


In the past, a photo of Mark with a pose that made a girl faint plastered for real here.


But now, Mark's photo has been replaced with another artist's photo. He's handsome, but not as handsome as Mark.


Mark has dimples that fascinate me when he smiles.


After watching the photos on the large LCD screen, I walked towards the campus. Where for 4 years I have been studying.


Campus with classic and charming architectural style. Who would have thought I was the stupid one to go to college here and graduate on time.


I visited the library, cafeteria and campus garden.


As I passed the parking lot, my heart was filled. I remember, Mark was waiting for me to come home after we officially dated and went public.


With both hands above his head forming love he shouted calling me CIRENG !!


I smiled as I shed tears as if I was imagining Mark there and calling me that.


The logic is strange and sounds funny in my ears.


Now, all that is just a memory and will not come back again.


I walked towards the bus stop. Because there's one more place I'm going to visit today.


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I smiled at the towering tower.


I was here with him when Mark got a petition to remove him from the group.


We talked a long time here. Mark never shows the sadness and burden of life in nature in front of others.


Even to the mother-in-law, Mark was reluctant to tell stories.


He took everything himself. I can only comfort him.


I passed through hundreds of padlocks installed on the left and right side of the iron fence.


Thousands of people have shackled his love here.


In the hope that they will not separate or divorce.


But it's just a myth. Mark and I are divorced.


We also tie a padlock here.


I walked up the stairs again to the place where I put the padlock that read Mark Lee and Gwen Sondakh.


I searched for it but didn't see it either.


I remember exactly putting my padlock in here but nothing.


"Are you looking for this??" The familiar voice lost in the swallow of the earth suddenly sounded like the wind of heaven in my ears.


I looked at the source of the voice.


A charming guy with dimples that I can't forget is here.


He smiled until his dimples became clear.


"You know I'm here??" Tanyaku.


"I went to your house" he answered briefly.


"You're okay, right??" I'm worried Andy's brother did something to Mark.


"You why?" Mark astonished.


"Did you meet Andy Oppa??" I'm back with nanya.


I suspect Mark is still upset after meeting Andy.


"I met him"


I was even more shocked.


"I talk to him a lot"


I'm getting curious.


"What are you and my brother talking about??"


"You don't need to know !!" Answer Mark pout.


I smiled, though I knew Mark had come here only to solve our pending problems.


Mark and I walked together at Namsan Tower this afternoon.


"How about home without me?? You happy?? What about Hye Ri?? Is he willing to wait until our divorce is over??"


Of course I don't want to wish Mark too far to change his feelings to accept me.


"From talking about Hye Ri having fun in London, how about we think about our marriage??"


I paused for a moment because I heard Mark's words that I still didn't understand perfectly.


"What do you mean??"


"Hye Ri resigns as Minister of Strategy and Finance. And he left for London this morning"


In my heart I smiled. Hye Ri left?? But then I'm sad to remember Andy's brother who won't forgive me.


"I've been living at home all by myself. Spending my own time. I don't think it's a problem if you don't live with me anymore at home. But when you decided to leave, something was missing from my life."


Mark looked at me.


"I missed you....."


I don't feel my eyes glazed over hearing this. Either I should be happy or sad to hear it.


"Andy Oppa knows that we...." I can't continue his words.


"I see, it's hard for him to forgive us."


We walked together again.


"Gwen, let's go home??"


Call Mark an oasis in the desert. That's what I'm looking forward to.


But, I still have more purpose than this.


"I want to go home, but I still have other purposes than Home." I said smile.


"What purpose??"


"You've also felt doubt in your heart. Ask for a path that is not in the GPS. Now it's my turn Mark Lee, I'll take that path." I said fixedly staring at the bead of his eyes.


Mark's face turned soft.


"I want to open up that road. Because I have a purpose now. And I'm sure you're just like me who also has a purpose" I continued.


"Gwen, maybe it's too late. But I really love you."


Mark's words made my heartbeat stop for a moment.


" Why are you quiet??? Do I need to repeat it? I'm a guy who has a hard time revealing things...." Mark pinched his lips and it looked funny.


"Mark, I want to fix this. But from the beginning we got married for a bad cause. Can we start right??"


Mark remained silent.


"Andy Oppa told me, even though we love each other now. But we started with bad intentions. Let destiny determine us. Let me reach my goal. And reach your purpose as well. When we are found again by fate, we will start again with the right steps."


"Andy Oppa also said that to me earlier. There is no point in loving each other if at first our intentions are bad. Take care of your health. Until fate brings us back... I will reach your goal. And you've also reached your goal...."


Mark and I smiled.


I'm relieved.


I was happy when Mark said he loved me.


However, I want to start my life story again in the right way.


Mark will walk in the direction he's headed.


So did I.


Our separation is the best thing to do. Until the moment of fate brings us back together. Mark and I will start our lives with good intentions.


"Come, I'll take you home...."


For the last time in this beautiful twilight, Mark clasped my hand tightly and drove me home.


And don't forget I also have to start this with the intention that tuluS



Bye - Bye Demon Crocodile.......


END !!


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**Finally, the story of Mark and Gwen is finally END too......!!! Although the conflict is less intense and interesting I confidently present this story to you my loyal readers.


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