Chapter 184: Loser
Her hearing must be wrong, Marcella thought. Because, otherwise, how was that possible?
Did Mark tell her that he vowed to her father that he would protect Mellissa?
Does this mean...
Is it possible that Mark Paulo stayed with Paul Romano to fulfill the promise he made to my father?
Or is Mark lying now that he is dying?
"I’ll have to..." Mark took in a labored breath. He was losing a lot of blood and his face had gone pale. Marcella knew he wouldn’t hold on for long.
"Don’t talk, Mark," she said pressing on the wound as if that would help anymore. The bullet might have hit some important vein. Blood was gushing out non-stop.
Mark shook his head. "One thing..." he spoke holding his breath. "Andrew is Paul’s son...Your husband... Go!" he tried to push away her hand.
Marcella didn’t understand why Mark said the obvious thing. Of course, Andrew was Paul’s son. She however understood that Mark was asking her to go save Tony. "Is he inside the house?" she asked.
Mark nodded. Marcella heard a weird wheezing sound from his throat and his eyelids were raring to close. She knew he was seconds away from dying.
Marcella held Mark’s hand. "Thank you., Mark," she said. That was the least she could do then. Her eyes filled with tears.
Mark smiled at her; a content smile. He tried to reach for her cheek and his eyes glistened for the last time. Marcella thought that he was feeling proud.