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

to head to work when suddenly Mason burst inside, holding a bowl of ice cream in his hands. I couldn’t help but glare at him as he settled down in

seat, near me.

are you in my

me that; just start driving, will you?” Mason

because there is no way

promptly. “I just need to buy some groceries, so I want you

suggested. “Didn’t you bring your

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

T

to happen quickly, but remember that I’m also

have things to do besides just

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

deeply. “Yeah, I’ve

ice cream?” He offered me his

contact. I couldn’t be sure if there was something wrong with

start driving now.”

serious about the

I look like I’m joking?” He took a spoonful of ice cream.

up with him. His parents must

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

asked with more ice cream

an eccentric look. “And

“It could be my

brother.”

what if it could be your brother?” I snapped, but as Mason gave me an unfriendly stare,

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

ANDRET

the call?” He asked, and I gave him another annoyed look. Like, how was this even his

important.” I gripped the steering