Forced To Marry The Devil : A Crazy Love Saga

Kizy also saw Markus reuniting with Aaron as they discussed something. But simply watching Markus safe and sound after all the twisted battles were enough to relax her strangely beating heart and tears to pool down in her eyes.

Rose saw this, feeling the same relief knowing that the battle was finally over. She then turned towards Jason, a weird warmth feeling through her chest and spreading all across her body knowing that she had once again survived a life and death situation with Jason by her side.

Her mind went back to Kizy’s glistening eyes before she whispered to Jason.

“Can we let her go now? I think the battle is over. And she has already been on a roller coaster of emotions, it would be good to calm her down by reuniting the couple.” Rose said, knowing how much Kizy needed Markus at this moment.

Jason thought for a split second before nodding.

“We can all move back now.” He said, knowing though the battle has ended, he can not risk Diamond’s safety. Hence shifting with their entire team was a better idea.

And for the first time, they could walk back peacefully to their teams while the mother son duo met each other, not even minding them going back.

*THE PROFESSOR*

The Professor was too shocked to react at the moment. Lady Amyra had to knock thrice on the window glass before he roared at the driver.

“Open that damned window!!” And the next moment instead of waiting for the window to roll down, he opened the door and walked out himself.

He stood stunned for a good two minutes,not even realising that Kizy was walking just beside him.

All his attention was focused on the woman ahead who he thought he would never get to see his entire life.

“M… mom.” The Professor uttered only one single word, but the next moment, his entire army was seen kneeling on the ground in one fluid motion, paying respect to their original ruler.

“How are you, Aithan?” Lady Amyra asked in a flat tone, obviously a little disappointed in the Professor.

The Professor was once again stumned, hearing that foreign yet all too familiar name in ages.

“I am.. I am g.. good.” Nobody even in their wildest dream would have imagined a day where the Professor would stutter in front of someone.

“Wh… why did you… you leave me?” This time the Professor asked, still unable to believe that his own mother had returned after decades and was standing in front of him.

“Because I was starting to see the kind of monster you were turning into after your father left. Aithan, I only had two people I cared about, your father and you.” Lady Amyra said and paused as if remembering the past was something she never wanted to do, because it only brought sadness and nothing else.

“No mom! I just wanted to avenge my dad’s death.” The Professor shouted back, unable to hold himself and his facade that he had been maintaining for years.

“At the cost of killing the innocents?” Lady Amyra asked sharply, she knew that if she was considering staying with her son, he had to morally correct his principles which were twisted and brainwashed into him by his merciless grandfather.

“I never cared! I just wanted the killer to rot and suffer till he begged for death yet I would not give it to him easily.” The Professor said in a sour tone, only vengeance dripping from his words.

“Aithan, wake up! Would your father ever do this to someone if he was alive?” Lady Amyra asked, her pitch rising with every word.

“No. And that is why he was killed. Because he was too soft and kind. People, not just people but this entire world is cruel to begin with. Only the cruel ones live.” The Professor spat out.

“Am I not surviving? Do you think I needed to be on a kill and run spree for making a living for the past decades?” Lady Amyra asked.

“No, but are you living the life you wanted? Are you satisfied with it?” The professor asked, as if knowing the answer would be ‘No’. 

“Yes. If anything, the past few years after leaving this shit place have been the best years of my life. I helped people achieve their goals which in turns made me happier. Helping the poor, the disabled, the needy, orphans and every other person that needed someone to help them, I was there for them and nothing made me happier than watching them succeed with my little support.” Lady Amyra stressed each word clearly and loudly.

“You were running an NGO?” Suddenly it dawned on the Professor.

“Yes.” Lady Amyra replied curtly.

“Why mom? Did you ever feel that instead of those weaklings, your own son needed you more?” The Professor asked, his blood boiling from remembering how badly he had cried after knowing his mother had left him behind.

“No Aithan. It’s high time for you to open your eyes and see things clearly. You didn’t need me, if you did you would’ve listened to me. You just wanted me to babysit you while you made stupid plans of destroying this globe with your grandpa.” Lady Amyra said.

“Your father and I had made a kingdom where people lived peacefully, respecting us for our kindness. They never feared us, Aithan. Only those who did something wrong had to fear us. But what about you, your respect is based on the fact that without respect people would die. Hence they would submit themselves to you unhappily instead of respecting you from their hearts.” Lady Amyra continued.

“And this kindness killed my father.” The professor said, his tone filled with mockery about all the principle and moral stuff his mother was speaking about.

“His kindness never killed him, but his father did.” Lady Amyra finally lost her cool and shouted back, unable to keep those emotions in check after holding onto them for all these years.

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Have a wonderful day ahead!

– Kizy