Loving Madeline

Hunter's POV

I can't deny the things that are happening around us are making me so crazy. I have never been so devastated and troubled like this, and I can feel my anger in my entire body, and I know I have to release it, or else I will go mad. As I wait for the guard to open the gate, my hands tightly gripped on the steering wheel as I needed support. Why it has to be this way? I couldn't imagine myself meeting Rebecca while my wife is with me, but I owe Madeline a lot. The love and respect that she gave me were among the things I am so grateful for, and hurting her is the last thing I want to do.

But I don't have a choice but do the most sensible thing at the moment. At last, Madeline raised her head, and she sweetly smiled and waved her hand at the guard on duty, and damn, her smile constantly gives me butterflies on my stomach. She looked like an angel, and God knows how I want to take her into my arms and whispered sweet nothings into her ear. How I wish we are living in a parallel world where we can love each other without complications.

I drive going to the parking lot of the mental care facilities, and I can't stop my heart from racing as I looked at the long driveway and the beautiful landscaped around the place. When we reach the parking space, it feels like my entire world turned so black the moment I saw my father get out from his luxury SUV car that I immediately stopped the vehicle, And my whole body ignites with anger, and I can feel the wrath boiling inside my core.

I open the window of the car and I can see how my father's face fell and the horrified looked on his face the moment our eyes meet. I stopped the car in the middle of the drive way, and I got out quickly from the car.

"Hunter, what.." I didn't allow him to finish his sentence. I punched him with great force, and I almost forgot he is my father as I continue to beat him. I want to kick him too, and I can tell he wants to fight back, but I didn't give him a chance, and I only stopped beating him when I felt my wife's arms curled around my body, and it feels like cold water has been poured down on my entire frame as I realized what I have done. But the bruises he gets from me will never be enough to compensate for the damage he had done to me.

"Hunter, please, you need to stop." I hear my wife's soft voice, and I felt so glad she intervened because I don't know what else I could possibly do with my father. Since my anger is blinding me, I slowly removed Maddie's arms around me, and l intertwined our fingers, and I walked closer to my father, and I saw Cal come near us, while my father is now up on his feet and he was wiping the blood on his mouth.

"How could you do this to me, Dad? You are my father." I said as I hold Maddie's hand firmly, and I know I need her to keep me sane, and I needed her moral support.

"You have no right to punch me, Hunter, because I am still your father, and I have my reasons why I tried to hide Rebecca from you." He shouted at me.

"Aren't you ashamed of what you are saying? How could you say you are my father? When you treat me like I am not your son, I don't understand why you are doing all this to me. You are so hungry for power, wealth, and fame that you forgot the real meaning of the word father." I said, and I can feel I am shivering because of the anger that I feel.

"You lied to me, and you almost killed me. You know how much I lost myself when I taught Rebecca died. I was lost, and I underwent therapy because I blamed myself on what happened with her. You knew how much I suffer and how much I love Rebecca, yet you continue to hide her away from me when I felt so alone dealing with my heartbreak and misery." I added as I released Madeline's hand because I can't hold her while I am talking about how much I care about Rebecca from the past, and as much as I want to protect her, there is no way I can, especially now that I am facing my father.

"You can go to the police and file a case against me if you want, but I will never have regrets that I hit you because it wasn't enough. You made my life a living hell." I said.

"You made your own choice, Hunter. You never listened to me. If you only marry Kaye, none of this would happen. You are a hopeless romantic, and you believe in love and look what you have gained in loving? You only became broken-hearted in the end. If you want to know everything why I did this to your ex, you must come to the Divenson mansion, and I will tell you everything." My father said, and I became angrier with him.

"You can never fool me again, Mr. Clark Divenson. How I wish mom didn't fall in love with you, you are heartless, and I hope one day you will realize there is more to life than wealth, power, and fame." I said.

"And what could it be, son? You are such a fool, Hunter. All you need in this world is money so that you will gain everything. I allow you to beat me today, but I will never tolerate you again. I already told you to discard this little wife of yours, but you still keep her, you must understand, that these women in your life made your life a living hell and not me." He said, and his words made me want to punch him once again, but Calixto and Ronan stopped me by holding my arms.

"Calixto, I trusted you, my son, but what happened to him? You let him marry a nobody and a poor woman, I will let this incident slide, for now, Hunter, but I am telling you, you will thank me later why I did this, and if you have a plan on helping Rebecca, don't do it, son." He said.

"Stop calling me your son, for heaven's sake, because what you have done to me is unforgivable, and I hate you right now. I couldn't believe you can do something like this to me, and you ruined my life." I said.

"Me? I provided you good things, Hunter, everything that you need in your life, from the fancy car, clothes, houses, and anything that you need." He declared, and I can't stop myself from glaring at him. 

"I don't need those things in my life. All I want is your affection as my father, it is okay with me if I don't belong in the elite society as long as I have a loving father, who will be there to protect me from physical and emotional pain, but instead of giving me your love and affection, you showed me selfishness. I will never be proud to call you my dad because what is only important to you is your wealth. You were so afraid to become poor." I declared, and I felt so defeated, and how I wish my mom will have the courage to leave him.

I couldn't believe I will have a confrontation with my father in front of his men and my escorts. And I realized why I should worry about our family's reputation when I don't think I need to protect my father's name anymore. I felt devastated that after what happened, he never ask an apology from me for all the bad things that he had done to me.

"Stop being so emotional, Hunter. If you want to talk with me, visit me in our mansion." He said, and he turned his heels away from us and got inside his car. And if I think about what he said, it was as if he still wanted me to thank him for hiding Rebecca from me. He said he did this for me, and even though I feel a little confused, I know he is doing all this to make me more troubled. I hate myself for believing in him, and I felt so happy when he gave me his blessings on marrying Rebecca without doubting his real intentions. He planned everything, and he hid Rebecca from me, hoping I will still marry Kaye.

But my father's planned never work out because after what happened to Rebecca, I still rejected Kaye, and no wonder he asked me to file a divorce with Madeline. I felt so glad I didn't do it but right now, thinking about our situation, I am not even sure if I can still perform my duty as Maddie's husband. 

I watched my father's vehicle leave the premises, and when I looked around, I found my wife standing far away from me. I know I hurt her when I reminded my father how much I care about Rebecca, but there is nothing I can do about it, and when Madeline raised her head, our eyes meet, and she gave me a sweet smile. And I know she wants to come near me and comfort me, but she is having some doubts about what would be my reaction. If she only knows how much I want to take her into my arms right now, I am sure her sadness will be gone. But we are here on a mission, and I don't want to hurt her more by showing her my sweet side. And I walk towards Madeline, wearing a blank expression on my face.

"Are you okay?" She asked, and I nodded my head.

"Are you now ready to meet, Mindy?" She added, and I can tell my wife is trying her best to stay calm, even though deep inside her she feels like dying too.

"Yes, I am okay, Madeline, and I am now ready to meet Mindy." I declared even though deep inside me, I want to tell my wife I am far from okay after the encounter I had with my Dad.. I think my hatred towards my father is consuming me, and most of all, I am so afraid of what will happen to our love story after I meet Rebecca today.