The Love From Vengeance

LUKE’S POV

I couldn’t help but wonder why that lady would make her way to the airport. Was she planning to leave the country or what? What the hell was she thinking? My grandfather would definitely not want this,

My phone started ringing, and I took a look at it. Oh sh*t, it was my grandfather. I looked at Harriet, and she didn’t utter a single word; she was waiting to see what I would do.

I answered the phone call, and my grandfather barked, “You good for nothing, fool! You’re planning to divorce Ariel? Are you kidding me?”

His voice was just too loud for everyone sitting around us to hear him. I got up right away and began to walk away, with the phone still pressed to my ear, but Harriet held my hands tight. I turned around and looked at her; she didn’t want me to leave her presence, but I pulled my hands away from hers and went to a quiet spot to continue the call.

“Idiot! Are you still there?” My grandfather wanted to know if our call was still ongoing.

“Yes, grandpa,” I answered quietly,

“Can you please explain to me what the hell is going on?!”

“It’s nothing to worry about, grandpa. Ariel is just throwing a tantrum; ignore her; she’ll calm down in a few days.” I tried to calm my grandfather down.

“Then why is she at the airport? Did you drive her away so that you could marry that woman? I told you, as long as I’m alive, there is no way, no goddamn way, that I’m going to let Harriet get married into the Reynold family! Never!”

“Is she really planning to’go to the airport?” I asked, my voice barely above a whisper.

“Fool! She’s already at the airport!” My grandfather snapped. “Now you better make things

right, or else you’ll regret it!” He ended the phone call.

I let out a deep sigh after that. Having knowledge of Ariel being at the airport really left me uneasy, honestly. And I didn’t like this feeling one bit. But if she was at the airport, then I shouldn’t still be here anymore.

to my car, Went suddenly appeared in

are you going?” She asked, crossing her

to talk right now, Harriet. I was about

You’re just going

gazing at her,

her as she made her way

going on around here. I burst into my car and

in the world was wrong with me? I never loved her; I despised her so much. So why was I feeling troubled with this? Oh yeah, it was because of my grandfather. That man.

one of the maids walking with some sheets folded in

my wife?” I asked the maid.

face. “I thought you guys were

you just say?”

guys signatures.” She shrugged nonchalantly. “Oh well, I got to go

there. It was just how I left it earlier today.

me. I did a lot of wrong things to her, and she was only trying to cease

answer. It was my grandfather. The moment I saw his name pop up on my phone, his words echoed through my mind:

do something crazy, not caring whether he was related to you or not. That

a document right on it–our divorce papers. I slowly woke up in that direction and took hold

caught my signature, harking my mind back to the time when I had signed it as she requested. I didn’t even think for a second about what the outcome would be. Now look at my grandfather, who is

life and wanted to make sure that I just resided in darkness forever. But that wasn’t going to happen. There was no

card on the floor–the card that I had given her after I finished signing the divorce paper last night.

but stare at it. And I was quite surprised that Ariel didn’t

had. But I was not going to

was not up for any sort of insult or thunderous and