Ronald was caught off guard by his unpredictable attack. A heavy punch landed on him, sent him wobbling backward. He held onto the side of the table t o keep himself from falling.
Eyebrows furrowing with anger, he vehemently exclaimed, "This punch, is for my mother and the atrocious deeds you have committed!" His words were as cold as ice.
Following that, he punched Ronald again, saying," This is from me and Jazz!".
After being struck twice in quick succession, Ronald stumbled against the table. He panted softly, and his cheeks ached. Yet, he maintained his authoritative figure as a father. "Mark, you’re going overboard!".
"Since you have the audacity to do this, you should bear the consequences!" Mark shot Ronald a glare with an indifferent and distant expression. "I'm warning you, don’t you ever approach her again. Or else, I swear I will do worse than beat you!"
Following that, Mark gave Ronald a cold glance before striding towards the door of the cafe.
A few of the cafe customers were already noticing this scuffle. Ronald's expression turned grim. Despite his
aging face, his demeanor remained steely.
Just as Mark was about to reach the door of the cafe, h e suddenly paused his steps. He then raised his voice and said," Nobody can stop you from being with that woman, but you must immediately leave Santabaca with her and never return. Don't you ever show yourself before our eyes and don't ask for forgiveness. We will also be cutting all ties with you too!"
He got in his car and lighted a cigarette. He took a deep puff and exhaled white smoke rings as he squinted against the rising smoke of the cigarette. His eyes grew deeper and more serious. The gloom exuded from him dark as heavy night sky.
Despite punching Ronald twice, he did not felt relieved at all.
He remembered back then, Ronald would hold his hand, hold him, or carry him around on his shoulders, bringing him along everywhere when he was still a child.
Seeing his father managing the employees made him very proud. Ronald had been a great father, a great hero in his eyes.
At the age of thirteen, Mark went to Athana. He had called back frequently at the beginning. However, the calls grew lesser as time passed.
Not until Mark had turned 23 did he return to Santabaca. For a decade, Ronald had never flown to Athana to visit him, nor had Mark come back.
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