The Love From Vengeance

286: THE CRAP

ARIEL’S POV

Laura stood in my way, giving me the dark face, an expression that wasn’t pleasant to me one bit. And what could I do in return? Nothing. No words spoken, and nothing uttered.

It was clear that her anger had now brought this decision upon her, her head was filled with dusk. I could only wish the best for her, to change that mindset of hers. But with the way things were going, it was quite clear that we would soon be parting ways.

And I never wanted any of that. This wasn’t my intention in the first place. She saved me, and I wanted to give her all the respect. If it wasn’t for this woman, I wouldn’t be standing right here. She helped me, bringing my soul back to life, when I thought all hope was gone.

The plan for vengeance was a decision which was agreed by the both of us. But back then, I wasn’t thinking straight. Now I kept on asking myself, what the hell was wrong with me at that moment, that I was just a fool to easily believe some goddamn lie, false words, piece of crap?

Lie was s

my fault. Day and night, I kept on filling her head with bitterness concerning Luke. Now look a the situation at the moment. Take a good look at it. Things were fucked up. Divisions were about to take place. I could sense the malice, anger, rancor, all creeping in. And I genuinely wanted none of this to happen between us. But we’d just have to see

what the future has installed for the both of us.

“Laura, I get the fact that you’re angry at me. But you’re not actually going to let this ruin this business deal, are you?”

“Nothing is going to be ruined, Ariel. I will go for that meeting.”

“Don’t you want me to help you? Like, come along? Trust me, I’m good at these things.”

“You don’t have to worry about anything. I’ll handle things all by myself.”

was expecting

I couldn’t believe what she was saying now. Well, I did believe because I was something’s like this. But come on, she couldn’t just make rash decisions. I believed I could help if I was present there. Perhaps I could bring new suggestions that would make the people want to work with her, that would make them want to team with her company. This was something I was good at, all thanks to the Vitality Group for giving me great opportunities. I had full confidence in myself in this one.

“That’s it? You’re just going to start a dispute, now?” Perhaps my question could at least

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senses

went back to that

really

Because if you do, you won’t

your heart. You’re not the sweet Laura I used

not the Ariel I

standing up for what

from now on, I do not want

My face had transfigured, the joy had been disappeared. First, Luke hang up on me. Now this?

LUKE’S POV

great–aunt fiercely. She had come to my room,

do shit, huh?

like so so annoying. Harsh, cruel, not giving a fuck, I totally understood that. Same characteristics with my grandfather, but the thing here was that this old woman was fucked up

nothing but hatred for her around here. When peace. was something I wanted, this woman craved chaos. She thirst for disunity,

cause trouble, materialize to leave souls broken, terminate the happiness, and make

that. Should have thrown her old dirty ass out but that dark Luke Reynold was no more. Changed to a certain degree. Transformed in different ways, the vile section had been thrown out, lifted out. Gates of love were opened. Now I had this passion, mix of emotions, more compassionate. This was me looking forward to the future. There were days ahead, and this canon ball standing in front of me wasn’t going to

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snatch my phone from me just when I was making an important call. A lovely call with Ariel, but this great–aunt of mine really had her way of doing things, and shit was carried out when she ended the call. Like, she hanged up on Ariel, and I could just imagine what my wife was thinking at

my voice above a whisper, a bitter one.

one asks me, I would lay more emphasis on that. Because this great-

mine could make me do crazy things. Things that I didn’t

Starting now.

you talking to? That

your business,” I retorted.

If I was talking to a whore or not. If I was discussing with at ghost on the phone or not. None of

crap! What the hell was she doing at my room? Shouldn’t even be asking

Eve, had shown. up. Shown