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,

know who

my suspicions. “Mom, you’re not telling me something,” I insisted, my tone pleading now. “Please, whatever it is,

I’ll tell you everything, Luke,” she promised, her

Not now.”

her further, to demand answers then and there, but I could see the fear etched into her features. Whatever she was hiding,

me who he is. I don’t want something bad to happen to us later on. It’s better we get the whole

be stressing yourself out over this,” my mother sighed, her voice softening as she placed a hand on my shoulder. “You shouldn’t be getting

eyes with her, searching for answers. “Is.. is

10,” she reassured me, her voice trembling slightly. “But

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garment–he’s very dangerous.”

Catherine then?” I pressed, my heart racing with each

face away. “I can’t tell you,

not? When will the time come?” I pushed, feeling the frustration

inside me.

please,” she pleaded, her eyes pleading for me to

I couldn’t–not now, not when I knew there was more to the story. “Mom, I need to know,” I insisted, my voice wavering with

conversation,” she whispered, and her voice

don’t think I should be helping you with

“Are you serious?”

frustration boiling over as my mother continued to withhold crucial information about

looked at me surprised, her eyes widening in disbelief. “Luke, why are you so curious about this man?” she exclaimed,

weight of my emotions crashing down on me. Because I want to

the tension thick in the air. I could feel my heart pounding in

just want to protect my

between us.

she whispered, “I understand, Luke. But I still can’t tell you.”

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

with unshed tears. “It’s okay, Luke,” she said softly, her voice filled with sorrow. “If you’re not going to help me talk to Catherine,

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 protect our loved ones at any cost. But

my mother’s retreating figure with a mix of frustration and concern. Just as I was about to turn away, my phone buzzed

I said, trying to keep

are you? We’ve

my brow. “Isn’t

admitted. “But they seem eager to discussi new projects with us.”

at the clock on my phone. It was indeed earlier than

I’ll let them know you’re

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

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Jack responded, his tone indicating he sensed my hesitation but chose not to push further. “I’ll see you

stuffed my

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