The Love From Vengeance

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LUKE’S POV

Looking through the door, I felt so sorry for Harriet. Her palè face was still and serene, with tubes and wires connecting her to machines. My eyes were almost filled with tears, but I wasn’t the crying type. When I lost my parents, I barely shed a tear.

But now, it hurts so badly to see Harriet in this condition. And although she cheated, she did have a point back there. I started spending less time with her, getting angry at her easily. Always maintaining a serious expression, even when she tried to lighten my mood.

Seriously, what had gotten into me? It didn’t start like this. The beginning of our relationship was a perfect combination of mirth and humor; every moment was electrifying. Butterflies of glee surrounded us, and tender kisses, heavenly moments, and intense happy occasions. But my recent attitude had ruined it all. What a scumbag I was.

“Oh, sir, you’ve finally arrived,” Jack uttered, approaching me.

“Just look at her right now, unconscious,” I said in a low and calm tone, fixing my eyes on Harriet. “This is all my

fault.”

“Your fault?”

“Yes, Jack, if it weren’t for me, she wouldn’t be in this state.” I leaned my head against the door, closing both of my eyes. “I feel so disappointed in myself.”

“You don’t have to worry, sir. Everything is going to be alright. It’s just a matter of time until she regains consciousness.”

I breathed out deeply. “I hope so.”

“I have to go, sir. Some people from the Alfatrium company want to speak with us about a project,” Jack stated.

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“You may go. I’ll stay here until Harriet wakes up. And if anyone asks for me, tell them to send me text messages. Or perhaps they can wait for their discussion to be held tomorrow. Today, it’s just going to be me and Harriet.”

“Okay, sir.” Jack nodded and left.

Oh, Harriet, I remembered the help you gave me when we were both kidnapped. We were still kids back then, with immature senses. That moment was supposed to be lovely and filled with fun. But it was simply terrifying because we were in the hands of kidnappers.

All these thoughts still ran through my head as I continued to look at an unconscious Harriet.

ARIEL’S POV

Mason burst inside, holding a bowl of ice cream in his hands. I couldn’t help but glare at

seat, near me.

are you in my car?” I asked

start driving,

there is

I was following you to work?” He asked promptly. “I just need to buy some groceries, so

taxi,” I suggested. “Didn’t you bring your car

this ridiculous car?” He mocked me, but I didn’t want to argue with him. “By the way,

T

to happen quickly, but remember that

things to do besides just

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if you try to act smart with me, I won’t spare

sighed deeply. “Yeah, I’ve heard

ice cream?” He

serious face, avoiding eye contact. I couldn’t be sure if there was something wrong with it. I

driving now.” Mason

you serious about the grocery store?” I questioned

of ice cream.

but I was putting up with him.

I was about to drive, someone started calling me. It was Andre’s mother, but I knew my children wanted to talk to

calling?” Mason asked with more ice cream

him an eccentric look. “And why

“It could be my

brother.”

snapped, but as Mason gave me an

put my phone in my bag. I wasn’t going to talk to my children in front of this guy, especially when he was threatening to kill

ANDRET

I gave him another annoyed look. Like, how was this even his

important.” I