The Love From Vengeance

201: LODGE IN, AUNT

LUKE’S POV

Okay, I literally had no idea how I did it, but I did it. It turns out that the man with the hipster beard was his version of Hercules, and he really beat me. But after the lengthy brawl, I was victorious in the end. I made him unconscious with the strength of Luke Reynold.

But the funny part here was that I actually risked my life and my health for that useless aunt of mine. Ever since she left my mansion, I thought she was probably dead or something. But I had to see her today. I was not happy to see her face, but I also wasn’t happy to witness a man trying to do shit to her. I hate it when ladies are in such a situation. No matter how much I dislike a certain woman, if I see her being violated, I’ll try my best to save her.

After finishing a battle that seemed like an eternity, I stood near my aunt, my hand covered in blood as I was trying to catch my breath. As I observed the woman seated on the ground, I was moved to the point of feeling pity for her. Her hair was messy, and she looked like someone who had been suffering from hunger for days. Even her dress could say it all.

“Wow, you look awful,” I told her, and my eyes widened.

She turned her face away. It’s not something new anyway. But a little thank–you would be nice.

“So, I think I can leave now, right?” I asked.

She didn’t give me a reply. She was still looking in another direction. I wanted to leave, but I knew it would be kind of cruel for me. I would be a bad person from my point of view. I couldn’t just leave her out here. First of all, there were bandits all around–good–for–nothing robbers. Secondly, she looked like a homeless piece of crap.

Okay, I think that was rude.

“Aunt Mariam, why aren’t you saying anything?”

I waited for minutes to get a reply, but she was still silent. I wondered what was wrong. Don’t tell me she has gone nuts or perhaps lost her memory. Nah, it couldn’t be.

“Say something, will you?”

“What do you want me to say?” And she finally spoke in her regular tone. Not something new.

“At least you can thank you.

“Of course, I should thank you. Thank you for ruining my life,” she told me sarcastically.

“I’m sorry, I don’t get you. How on earth did I ruin your life?”

“Can’t you see my current situation?”

I scanned her pretty well. “Yeah, I can see that.”

LODGE IN, AUNT

“This is all your fault.”

“My fault? How exactly?”

“You expelled me from your residence and were forced to circulate the nonsense that I poisoned your beloved wife.”

I do that?”

me out of his house

something new?” I

me–the money he gave me, the car, everything–and threw me

streets.”

that’s new,” I uttered, quite surprised. “But seriously, why would he do that?”

he had to find out

the one who

wasn’t the one who poisoned her.”

then who

don’t know. She was probably lying.”

time I checked,

her now? Wow, you’ve

to continue your pointless conversation, or will you accompany me to my vehicle so I can drive you home?”

your house?” Aunt Mariam shot

“Well, yeah.”

seconds before she turned her face away.

What do you mean

might drive me to a

would you even think

Luke. You never did, and you

because you hated me. You never treated me like family.

my nature.”

3/4

you out

immediately. “What do you just

ground.” I lied, scratching my head.

leave. You’re not

useful. I saved your life. That man

Superman, thank you.”

concern if you choose to continue residing on the streets; that is your decision.”

the sound of a gunshot filled the air, and

to her. “What happened?

Yes, I

I’m glad you finally

gasp.

The

help me doesn’t mean that

just my

let go of me immediately. “You

you’re serious now?”