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

was ready to head to work when suddenly Mason burst inside, holding a bowl of ice cream in his

seat, near me.

you in my car?”

start driving, will you?”

leave first because there is

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

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

do you think I’d be sitting here in this ridiculous car?” He mocked me, but I didn’t want to

T

understand that you want this to happen quickly, but remember that I’m also

things to do besides just being

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try to

sighed deeply. “Yeah, I’ve heard

He offered

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

start driving now.” Mason fastened

the

cream. “Now start driving if you

was putting up with him. His parents must have raised him

It was Andre’s mother, but I knew my

calling?” Mason asked with more ice cream in his

gave him an eccentric look. “And why do you want to

“It could be my

brother.”

be your brother?” I snapped, but

to my children in front

ANDRET

He asked, and I gave him another annoyed look. Like, how was this

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