The Love From Vengeance

287: GLAD ABOUT YOU L

LUKE’S POV

“Enough!” The great–aunt Liliana barked at me, her eyes moving with anger, and she gave me a hard slap on the face. It was painful, no doubt about that. And right now, I was boiling with anger. I was all steamed up, her actions were just so, not it. I didn’t even know what to say. Didn’t know the words to use.

She slapped me! Like she slapped me! How the hell would she do such a thing? How in the world would she even think about it? This woman had really gone too far, crossed her

limits, everything getting kind of crazy, creepy, and terrible.

Someone needed to remind this canon ball that this wasn’t her house, and she had no single property here. She kept on claiming shit, which was absolutely irritating every single time. Like, I just felt like grabbing some knives and cutting her lips off. She shouldn’t be allowed to speak, because only poison flowed out of her mouth. There were no great words being vocalized by her, and her presence invariably killed the happiness of every

single individual.

Now she stood here, had the guts to raise her hand at me. The boldness, the audacity, the nerve, everything. Oh god! She was a pain in the ass, and I think it was high time I kick this woman out of my house. She wasn’t helpful anyway. But if she had just composed herself, and behaved like someone with senses, I probably won’t be this infuriated.

“What did you just do?” I quizzed my great–aunt slowly, my tone was calm, but harsh, and even in such soft mode, you could hear the bitterness. It was so clear, like really clear.

“You’re asking me that like I’m scared of you. Well I am not, and if you keep on acting like this, I’m going to get your ass broken.”

I laughed, looking in a different direction. “Should I start crying because of what you said? Like, do you want me to start begging you?”

“You need to be more respectful, Luke.”

“And you need to mind your own business,” I retorted. “It’s really funny that you’d come into my room so early in the morning, just to start an argument. You’re not welcome here.”

“But here I am, standing in the room,” she spoke incontinently. What was she feeling like?

“Because I let you. I can just throw you out right now, or even worse, I can kick you out of..

this house.”

“You wouldn’t dare.”

“Don’t tempt me.”

“Idiot!” She snapped.

meeting to attend. And I’m afraid I’ll arrive late if I continue this silly fight. You know, people

and it just reduces the mentality. You can leave

the end.

I tell you this, I was fully prepared to push her away. Let her fall to the floor and bleed to death, or whatever.

of my concern.

leave. But not because you told me,” she whispered.

Just get out.”

these insults,” she threatening me, raising her finger at me.

get out of my

door again.

me, and giving me that malevolent expression,

room. Granny

ARIEL’S POV

the right thing to do. I would still be grateful because she saved my life. I might not be standing here today if it was because of her. So, yeah, I

all that. So, making my way through the automatic doors, the smell of disinfectant and the constant beeping of machines

was settled down right

I

please. Andre Jones,” I

She

but

AD ABOUT YOUL

and she nodded, stop smiling.“Do your perhaps

don’t. But he should still be in the building somewhere. Maybe you can try looking around?”

down the long corridors, my eyes. scanning each door for any sign of Andre.

doctors rushing past me, patients being wheeled from one room

maze of hallways, I almost collided with a woman in

I quickly stepped aside, apologizing profusely. The lady in the

and the woman pushing her gave me a reassuring