Derek POV.
Immediately I walked out of the room, and Mark rushed to me with a concerned look.
“How is he? Charles told me your father is very sick. Are you okay? Is it serious?” He asked with a low voice as he took a glance at me, checking if I was okay. He knew that even though my father hated me, I still cared a little about him, but that feeling was all gone. After all, I was going to be an orphan in a year or two. I can just start leaving my life the way I want it right now.
I took a quick glance at him, from his proper haircut to his well-ironed long sleeve. He looked peaceful because he had everything. An encouraging family.
“I am fine,” I said with a chuckle as I took in deep breath, trying to control the intense pain I felt in my chest. “For the record, I just disowned my fathe
