The Love From Vengeance

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LUKE’S POV

Harriet couldn’t believe what she was seeing at the moment. Anger and astonishment had filled her up. But this was what she wanted, right? The downfall of our relationship. Her wish had already been fulfilled. And trust me, I wasn’t going back on my words.

Ariel, too, seems kind of shocked by what was happening. I wasn’t even interested in her; I was just doing this so Harriet could be filled with pain. Lots and lots of pain. And it seems like it was working.

“Ariel, is your woman now?” Harriet asked, her voice broken. And it seemed like she was about to burst into tears. I wanted to feel sorry for her, but I quickly terminated that good–for -nothing feeling.

I wore a fake smile, replying to Harriet. “Yes, and we’ll be getting married tomorrow.”

“Tomorrow?” Ariel blurted it out with a surprised face. Of course, she wasn’t expecting that.

“Luke, you are really going to do this to me?” Harriet’s eyes were filled with tears. “Just breaking up with me and getting married to her immediately? Why, Luke, why?”

“You were the one who brought this whole sorrow upon yourself, Harriet, by deciding to go and sleep with other men. Like, what made you do that? Was it because of money? I got that. Was it because of beauty? I got that. Or wait a minute, my manhood wasn’t big for you, or what?”

“Did you really have to say that?” Ariel whispered.

“Oh, shut up, will you?” I replied to her in the same manner. I set my eyes back on Harriet. “So tell me, woman, what is the reason for your sleeping with other men?”

Harriet shook her head, “You know what, Luke? It’s useless talking to you. You never really loved me, because if you did, you wouldn’t decide to get married immediately after our breakup.”

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“You want to know something, Harriet? I picked up a cigarette from my pocket, and Ariel was quick to give me a disapproving look. I never really cared about her opinion anyway. It’s been a long time since I smoked. Like, what the hell was wrong with me?

1 lit the cigarette and blew a smoke, fixing my eyes on Harriet once again. “Our love was fading; did you notice that?” I asked, and she cleaned the tears from her eyes. “Well, it’s obvious you didn’t, because you were sleeping with different men.

I blew more smoke and continued, “Everything became worse the moment I found out you were cheating on me. Then I got back together with you because I had pity. You wanted to kill yourself, and I didn’t want to feel guilty for someone’s death. But then you had to do shit again.” I threw the cigarette on the ground and stepped on it.

I directed my gaze at Harriet. “It’s over between us, Harriet. No apologies, no second chances, nothing at all. Just imagine that I never existed and that this chapter between us never took place.”

“So that’s it,” Harriet uttered lowly. “You’re not going to change your decision.”

no,

“Oh I won’t. But don’t think about suicide, because even if you try to kill yourself, I’m still not getting back with you. We are never ever getting back together. Let those words sink into your brain.”

Harriet exhaled deeply; her eyes went straight to Ariel, and there was a glare right there. “And you, do you really want to marry this man again?”

“Why are you asking her that?” I slightly squeezed Ariel, rubbing her shoulder. “I’ve already told you we’re getting married, haven’t I?”

“I was not talking to you, so don’t interfere,” Harriet spat at me in a cold mode. “I asked you a question, Ariel. Do you want to get married to Luke?”

“Well, you’re seeing it,” Ariel answered, going with the flow. She also wanted to hit Harriet with tons of pain, and it wasn’t like we had planned it.

“Okay, then,” Harriet uttered with a slow nod. “Congratulations.”

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“Oh, thank you,” I said immediately, still giving her a fake smile. Harriet turned around and walked away.

Immediately, Ariel pushed me off her body. “What the hell were you doing, huh?”

“What was I doing?” I repeated her question.

“Who told you that you could touch me like that?”

I glared at her from up to down. “Oh, come on now; don’t tell me you didn’t like it.”

“Well, I didn’t like it; I don’t want to even be close to you. If it wasn’t for your grandfather and Ha…” she paused her lips immediately. I wondered why.

“My grandfather, and who now?” I asked, with one of my eyebrows raised.

“It’s none of your concern. Now give me the clothes that are in there.” Ariel gestured towards my car.

“I’ve told you already. There are no clothes in there. Do I have to sing it as a nursery rhyme for you so you’ll understand?”

“Oh, shut

up,

“she answered bitterly.

“You’ve really become a nuisance, worse than how you were years ago.”

“Thank you so much; I appreciate the comment.” sarcastic expression right there. “Now are you going to open this door or not?”

“There is no way I’m going to open this car for you. Go to hell!”

“Luke, you better open

the door now or else. “

“Or else what?” I spoke right away. “You’re going to break my

car?”

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“I wasn’t going to do that, but that’s actually a nice suggestion.” She fixed her hands on my

car.

“Get your filthy hands off my car,” I spat.

“For crying out loud, Luke, my clothes are in there!” Ariel extended her hands over to my car.

“Your clothes?” I chuckled. “Since when did you start wearing a suit? And those T–shirts are way too big for you.”

“It’s none of your business anyway. Just give me what belongs to me so I can get out of here.”

“If you leave now, when are we going to discuss the preparations for our wedding?” I smirked, crossing my arms and leaning my shoulder against my car.

“You’re the billionaire here. Go find a bunch of people; you all can discuss it. Buy the necessary materials and get me the wedding dress. And when you guys are done, inform me about it.”

“How stupid of you?”

“Look, sir, I don’t have all day. Please open the car so I can get the clothes out. I have other things to do.”

“Things like what?”

Sit

Ariel sighed, shaking her head in frustration. “Okay, that’s it.” She began to walk away from me.

“You’re leaving the clothes with me?”

She simply ignored me and disappeared. Like, seriously, did she actually leave those clothes for me?

But then she answered my question the moment she showed up with a baseball stick. I gave

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her a weird look, watching her as she transposed closer to me.

“Where did you get that from?” I couldn’t help but be curious.

“Don’t ask me that,” she said and lifted her hands, still having a hold of the baseball bat. She was about to wreck my car, but I quickly stopped her.

“Woah woah woah, what are you doing? You want to smash my car?” I took her hands lower. This belongs © NôvelDra/ma.Org.

“Well, you chose to be stubborn. Now let go.” She tried to drag the bat off my hands, but I held it tightly.

“Luke Reynold and Ariel Walker. Are the two of you back together?”

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LUKE’S POV

Ariel and I saw some people standing not too far from us, each of them holding cameras, and they were taking pictures of the two of us.

Since Ariel was giving them all of her attention, I dragged the bat from her hands. No doubt we still had a problem around here, but at least my car wouldn’t be getting demolished.

“Ariel Reynold,” one of them said, moving closer. “Can you please explain to us what this is all about?”

Ariel raised an eyebrow with a displeasing look. “Can you please mind your own business?”

“This is our business,” the dude said. Ariel just ignored him as she started walking away.

“Aren’t you going to take your clothes along with you?” I sounded off, reminding her that her properties were still with me, right in my car.

“You can keep them!” she yelled back, not even glancing at me. She had now gotten a little bit

far.

“Are you sure about that?” I shouted again. And you could just guess what she did: she flicked me off.

I chuckled. It was kind of disrespectful, but I have to say, I loved this version of Ariel.

The

guy who was taking pictures turned to me. “So, Mr. Reynold, care to tell us about the whole situation?”

“Have a nice day, man.” I’patted his shoulder and burst into my car.