Simon's eyes widened as Sarah stated that she loved him instead of Mark. He wasn't sure if she had meant for him to hear it or not, but she had said it, and it sounded like she meant it. He was snapped out of his thoughts by the noise that Sarah made before he clutched her neck and made her fight for air. He saw that Mark was finally leaving the house, and smirked at the opportunity that he wouldn't miss. Quickly, Simon grabbed the ends of his jacket and swung them over Mark's head, pulling the jacket back as soon as the jacket reached past his chin. He pulled on the jacket tightly and dug a knee into his back as he strangled the man with his jacket. "You piece to SHIT!" Simon yelled at Mark. "You aren't going to her her any more and I'm going to make sure of it!" He pulled tighter on the jacket and dug his knee further into his back. After a moment or two, Simon finally let up on the jacket and allowed for him to breathe, but only barely. "Leave her, or I'll make sure that you'll end up in hell." His voice was dripping venom as he said it. He hated Mark so much for what he had done to Sarah, and knew that he would be the one to protect her.