The Love From Vengeance

381: SILENT EXCHANGE

ARIEL’S POV

Sir Reynold clapped his hands, and a helper swiftly entered the living room, carrying a small box. With a nod from Sir Reynold, the helper approached Luke and handed him the box. Luke took it, his eyes briefly shuddering towards me before focusing on the box in his hands.

Sir Reynold’s voice broke the tense silence. “Open it, Luke.”

Luke hesitated for a moment, his gaze lingering on me before he slowly lifted the lid of the box. Inside gleamed a stunning diamond ring, catching the light in a mesmerizing display

Sir Reynold’s voice was firm. “Put it on her finger, Luke.”

Luke’s eyes darted to mine once again, a cold intensity burning in them. For what felt like an eternity, we locked eyes, a silent exchange of emotions passing between us.

Sir Reynold’s tone grew impatient. “What are you waiting for, Luke? Put the ring on her finger.”

With a reluctant nod, Luke rose from his seat, his movements deliberate as he approached me. He knelt before me, his expression unreadable as he took my hand in his. The touch sent a shiver down my spine,

but I refused to let it show.

With deliberate slowness, he slid the ring onto my finger, his gaze never leaving mine. The load of the moment hung heavy in the air, a silent acknowledgment of the fate that had been thrust upon us.

I felt a sense of resignation as the diamond sparkled on my finger. This ring was more than just a piece of jewelry, it was a symbol of the life that awaited me, bound to a man I barely knew, in a marriage dictated by imperative rather than love.

But as I looked into Luke’s eyes, I saw something twitch beneath the icy facade. Was it regret? Resignation? Or perhaps something else entirely?

Only time would tell.

Still in s

silence, Sir Reynold’s piercing gaze bore into Luke. “Kiss her, Luke,” he commanded, and I could only wonder what happened between these two?

uncertain glances. The weight of Sir Reynold’s expectation hung heavy in the

pressure mounting with each passing second. But just as the tension reached its breaking point, Luke stood

of defiance as he turned on his heel and strode away.

for me, I

room, leaving behind a hollow emptiness tinged with the bitter taste of rejection. Sir Reynold’s steely gaze followed Luke’s

SILENT EXCHANGES

unreadable

and Incumbency, a far cry

still through the ashes of shattered moments and unexpected situation,

of the constraints that bound us, we could forge our own destiny, one

expectations thrust upon us.

to sustain us in the trials that lay ahead.

love with me? Could we make something different out of this? These questions just

right now,”

thoughts

two. I could see that this marriage situation had

on Luke’s departure, Sir Reynold’s commanding voice sliced

tension once again.

promptly appeared at the doorway, her demeanor poised

Miss Ariel around the mansion,” Sir Reynold instructed, his tone carrying

of the living room. Rising from my seat, I followed Eva out of the room, casting one last glance over

the mansion, and it was really beautiful. Beautiful than our

despite her efforts to make me feel welcome,

the air.

each step, I found myself grappling with the reality of my situation. Trapped in a marriage of convenience, hurled to a man I barely knew, in a world governed by

mansion, I wondered if between this story of wealth and privilege, there might be a

the keys to its hidden chambers but also the secrets of my own

I didn’t know, I just felt this pang of empathy for her.