Chapter 117
The Love From Vengeance
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Claim X 117 TAMPERED TRUTH LUKEâS POV With my phone pressed against my ears, I stood still in shock, right outside Andreâs mansion. My head was trying to process the voice I heard. I was still trying to grasp the situation. This could have been a dream, or maybe it was only reality. But me hearing my motherâs voice? Was I starting to go crazy, or what?
Not just that the personâs voice on the phone was the same as hers, the caller also addressed me as Pushki. It was a name that only my mother used to call me. Times of fun, times of happiness. Joyful times at the park, intense moments of laughter.
Their deaths had hit me hard, and they were gone from me for so many years. There was not a voice heard from any one of them, and I was in complete loneliness. Little me back then. I had to live my life with my grandfather, letting the memories wash all over me.
Now this voice had to come from nowhere. It was really crazy, and I could just hope this was a dream, an illusion, or something.
âMom?â I vocalized, my mouth opening, as I was in awe of what was going on here.
âYes, Pushki?â The caller spoke in return, and my phone fell from my hands. I was still openâmouthed, trying to process the whole situation.
âPick up the phone, Pushki!â
âI glanced down at my phone after what I just heard. It was clear to me that this person was somewhere nearby, watching my every move at the moment. But was It really my mother talking, or had this person come to play mind games with me? No doubt, this was exceedingly absurd. It was about to make me go bananas.
âPush!â The caller said it loudly. I sat on my heels and slowly took my phone from the ground. âNow thatâs a good boy.â
âWho are you?â I slowly asked. âYou canât be my mother. Sheâs dead! She died a long time ago.â
No, she left your life a long time ago.â
âWhat do you mean by that?â
âLetâs just say she got tired of her husband and her son and decided to do something crazy.â
I wore a puzzled face. âWhat are you saying? I donât get you.â
âIâm just trying to make things clear to you,â she answered.
âHold on a minute. Youâre saying my mom got tired of me and my father?â
âAre you surprised?â
âThis news is crap!â I snarled. âItâs complete bullshit. There is no way my mom could ever get tired of us! She loved the both of us so much and would always do anything to see us happy.â
âWas that what she told you? Oh, she was one badass.â
âI donât get any of this. What are you trying to say? Who the hell are you? Please make all this clear to me.â
âI was trying to make it clear to you, but you just had to raise your voice, Pushki.â
âWill you stop calling me that? How in the world do you have knowledge of that name? You are not my mother.â
âAre you that stupid? You heard my voice. I called you the beautiful name I gave you when you were still a little boy, and youâre still telling me that Iâm not your mother. I never knew my son was this dumb.â
âWha⦠what theâ¦â I spoke underneath my breath. âHow is this possible? My mom died years ago.â
âAnd yet sheâs talking to you right now. How astonishing is that?â
âWait, so you werenât dead all these years?â
âIf Iâm dead, will I be talking to you right now?â
I took a deep breath, driving my hands through my hair. âOkay, this doesnât make any sense. I visit your grave almost every time, and I pay my respects to you and dad every single year. So, please, whatâs going on? You both had a car accident, and the two of you were declared dead. So, how are you still alive? Like, this doesnât make sense one bit.â
âArenât you happy that Iâm alive?â
âDonât ask me that. Just make things clear to me. Cause right now, Iâm going nuts.â
She suspired. âLook, my son, I have never loved your father since day one.â
âSay what now?â I couldnât believe my ears.
âHave you ever bothered to ask yourself why your grandfather hated me so much?â
âButâ¦I thought it was just a feeling.â
She laughed. âA feeling indeed. Yeah, thatâs nonsense. The great Sir Reynold had always known my true intentions. But your father was so dumb that he got blinded by my beauty. And of course, I had to act nice to him.â
âWhat are you saying?â I asked in hushed tones.
âIâm trying to say that I never loved your father. I only became his wife because of his money. He and his father were on bad terms, all because of me. I convinced him to take his share out of the company.
It wasnât an easy task, but he had to do it anyway. That was when I knew I had to make a move.â
âWait a minute. What the hell are you saying? Whatâs all this nonsense you are talking about?â
âIâm only making things clear to you, just as you requested.â
âBut this is just nonsense!â I spat.
âThis is the truth, son.â
117 TAMPERED TRUTH âSo now youâre telling me that youâve never loved my father, and all the moments spent with him were nothing but pretense?â
âYou got that one right,â she told me.
âHold on, weâll get down to there. But first, tell me where youâve been all these years. If you werenât dead, why did you have to leave me alone?â
âIf I didnât love your father, what made you think I loved you?â
âAre you trying to say that of all the lovely times we spent together, playing and laughing like crazy, you have never loved me?â
âYes, Pushki. Youâre an image of your father, and since I didnât love him, I donât love you either.â
I was silent for a moment. âAre you serious?â
âOf course I am. You just even need to ask yourself, who was the responsible for his death?â
person âWho was the person responsible for his death?â I repeated inaudibly. âIt was just an accident.â
âYes, but who tampered with the brakes?â
Her question made something sort of clear to me. âDonât tell me youâ¦â
âYes, it was me. Iâm the one tampered with the brakes. I was behind the accident, and itâs actually a good thing that heâs no more.â
HIS TAMPERED TRUTH.
âBut werenât you in the car with him?â
âI wasnât. But most people donât know that. They thought I was also in the car when the accident took place.â
âWhat the heck? A lady was also found in there.â
âBut her body was scattered into pieces. I knew an accident like that was going to rip their bodies apart.
That was why I had to make that friend of mine sit in the car with that worthless father of yours.â
I shook my head, hearing this. âYou have got to be kidding me.â