The Love From Vengeance

Chapter 301

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LUKE’S POV

“I can’t believe you would do that, Luke,” my mother spoke, with her arms crossed, and then she treads nigher to me.

“Do what?” I asked, not taking my eyes off her. And yes, I clearly had an idea of what she was talking about, but let’s see how this works out.

“You promised me.”

“Promised you what?”

“That you would help me talk to Catherine.”

“I did?” I raised an eyebrow, still playing dumb around here.

with you

“What the hell is wrong Luke? Why are you acting like this right now?”

“Acting like what?”

My mother let out a frustrated sigh. “It’s going to be ridiculous if we continue to go like this.”

“Then you can just end the conversation.”

“Luke, please just…” she sighed, closing her eyes, and her tone softened. “Please, just help me.”

“Mom,” I said, stepping closer to her, feeling the weight of the conversation settling between us. “I’ll help you talk to Catherine. We’ll figure this out together.”

She looked up at me, a mixture of surprise and gratitude flickering in her eyes. Thank you, Luke,” she whispered, her voice softening.

But before she could say anything else, I knew I had to address what had been nagging at me since the incident with Catherine. I took a deep breath, then plunged ahead. “Mom, there’s something I need to tell you.”

Confusion creased her brow as she waited for me to continue.

“When I found Catherine the other night,” I began, my hands sliding into my

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pockets, “a man in a black garment was chasing her. But then, he just stopped and let us go.”

My mother’s expression shifted from confusion to concern in an instant. “A man in a black garment?” she repeated, her voice barely above a whisper.

I nodded, watching her closely for any reaction. “Yeah. And… Ariel saw him, too.”

Her silence was deafening as she processed my words; her eyes were clouded with worry. “Do you… do you know who he might be?” I asked cautiously, already dreading her answer.

She continued to stare at me, her silence stretching on uncomfortably.

“Why aren’t you saying anything?” I pressed, my own anxiety mounting with each passing second.

Finally, after what felt like an eternity, she spoke, her voice barely audible. “Luke,

I don’t know who he is.”

Something didn’t add up, and her reaction only fueled my suspicions. “Mom, you’re not telling me something,” I insisted, my tone pleading

hesitated, her gaze dropping to the floor, before meeting mine again. “I… I’ll tell

Not now.”

to demand answers then and there, but I could see

you know this. person. So please, just tell me who he is. I don’t want something bad to happen to us later on. It’s better we get the whole situation done as soon as

voice softening as she placed a hand on my shoulder. “You shouldn’t be

my voice rising. I locked eyes with her, searching for answers. “Is..

she reassured me, her voice trembling slightly. “But the man in

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garment–he’s very dangerous.”

Catherine then?” I pressed, my heart racing with

face away.

will the time come?” I pushed, feeling the frustration building

inside me.

pleaded, her eyes pleading for me to

knew there was more to the story. “Mom, I need

she whispered, and her voice was barely audible over

don’t think I should be helping you with your conversation

“Are you serious?”

boiling over as my mother continued

surprised, her eyes widening in disbelief. “Luke, why are you

feeling the weight of my emotions crashing down on me. Because I want to protect my people!

silence, the tension thick in the air. I could feel my heart pounding in my chest and my breaths coming in ragged

my voice barely above a whisper. “I just want to protect my loved ones, Mom,” I confessed, the weight of my words hanging

between us.

she whispered, “I understand, Luke. But

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resignation. ” I’m sorry, Mom,” I said, my voice catching in my throat as I fought back tears.

“It’s okay, Luke,” she said softly, her voice filled with sorrow. “If

a pang of guilt in the pit. of my stomach. I watched her go, knowing that despite our differences, we both wanted the same thing: to

a mix of frustration and concern. Just as I was about to turn away, my phone buzzed in my pocket. I pulled it out to see

I said, trying to keep the tension out

muffled through the phone. “Where are you? We’ve got some unexpected guests at the office, and they’re asking for you.”

guests?” I repeated, furrowing my brow. “Isn’t it

“But they

It was indeed earlier than usual for such meetings. “Alright, I’ll head

I’ll let them know you’re

started to say something else, I cut him

“What was that?”

I quickly replied, not wanting to delve into my inner thoughts over the phone. “Don’t worry about it. Just entertain the guests for now, and I’ll be there

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his tone indicating he sensed my hesitation but chose not to push

and stuffed my phone back into my

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