Chapter 210
The Love From Vengeance
: UNBEARABLE LUKEâS POV I sat In my car, the words from Ariel echoing in my mind. âYou killed him.â The pain in her voice was almost unbearable. But I couldnât blame her. I knew she was hurting and looking for someone to blame for our sonâs death. And unfortunately, that blame fell on me. I didnât even know why she had to put it on me.
She wasnât even there when the whole thing happened.
I started the car and drove away from the cemetery. There were some flowers on the passenger seat beside me, and all I could do was just look at them. I had no idea about the things Lukel relished. I didnât know his favorite color, his favorite song, his favorite food, or so many other things. I didnât get the chance to walk in the park with him. I didnât know him, but it still brought pain, and I couldnât believe he was gone.
But what hurt the most was the fact that Ariel believed I was responsible for his death. I couldnât understand how she could think that I would harm such a little child. Like, who the hell even gave her such information? Did it just pop up in her head, or what? I loved little children, heart and soul, and I would never do anything to harm anyone. Little kids? Hell no.
Driving through the quiet streets, my mind was filled with memories of Ariel and our time together. From our first marriage, when I was treating her miserably, until now, when she is giving me payback.
Everything fell apart. I remembered the day I had slept with her and told her to take abortion pills, but she refused. That was also the day we divorced. It was quite remarkable; the date might still be stuck in my head.
I drove further and stopped my car, looking at some little children as they were having fun together.
Watching the children play, I couldnât help but smile. Their faces were so innocent, and their tiny voices were simply wonderful. I wondered what Lukel would have been like at this age. Would he be as carefree and innocent as these children, or would he have been more crazy like his mother? Just kidding, but honestly, Ariel could be really crazy sometimes.
I sighed and shook my head, trying to push away the painful thoughts. I knew I couldnât change the past, but I couldnât help but feel guilty for not being able to protect the little one. Yes, I did try my best to get him out of the fire, but if I had just aggrandized the passion, maybe he would still be alive.
âHey, mister, come and play with us!â one of the children called out, snapping me out of my thoughts.
I smiled at them and shook my head. âSorry, I have some things to take care of.â
The children didnât give up that easily and continued to pester me until I finally gave in. I took them in my car and drove to the nearest ice cream shop. As we sat outside, enjoying our ice cream, the children chattered away about their favorite toys and what they wanted to be when they grew up.
I couldnât help but feel a sense of peace and happiness wash over me as I watched these children.
They reminded me of the simple joys in life and how precious every moment is. I came to the realization that I had lost sight of the present because I had been so preoccupied with my own suffering and guilt.
258 ACARABLE These children finished their ice cream and said their goodbyes. I thanked them for bringing drive. light into my day. I got back into my car with a smile on my face and continued my some I knew that Arielâs pain and anger towards me were justified, but I also knew that I couldnât continue to blame myself for something that was out of my control. Something I didnât execute. No doubt, I had really lamaged Ariel. I couldnât change the past, but I could make a conscious effort to be present in the present and appreciate the small moments in life, doing the best I could to make things could see how my mistakes were affecting me currently. Iâm not really happy about that.
better. I I drove to Sidneyâs apartment to tell her what had happened. I had seen her daughter paying a visit to her sonâs and our sonâs grave.
I knocked on the door softly, but she didnât come out. Perhaps she didnât hear me. I even rang the doorbell and waited for some time, but she didnât come out. I had to put my ear closer to the door, and I was hearing the moans of a woman, almost like her voice. I could see she was having a good time. So what was I going to do? I turned around, and as I was about to reach my car, I heard my name.
I turned around to see her standing at the door, adjusting her dress.
âYou came to see me?â She asked loudly since we were kind of far from each other. But that was a silly question, wasnât it?
I didnât say a word, but I walked back to her.
âIâm sorry, I was busy,â she apologized.
âYeah, I know that.â I nodded. âAnyways, I came to tell you that I saw your daughter today. Sheâs alive;
thank God for that.â
âWow, really?â
I âYes. You can go back to what you were doing because itâs clear that youâre not done. Goodbye.â 1 walked away after those words, got into my car, and drove off. I wasnât going to start sticking my nose in her business.
The moment I arrived at my mansion, I saw this woman standing there. She was beautiful, no doubt.
But I could tell she was older than me. It should be about forty or something. She had makeup all over her face and a nice figure, too, looking quite desirable. But I wasnât going to get myself interested. That would be really messed up if I decided to go on with such a thought.
âAfternoon,â she said the moment I approached her. But there was no smile on her face. I couldnât care less anyway.
âAfternoon, miss,â 1 greeted back.
âThe nameâs Laura, actually.â
âI see. So, can I please know why youâve come here? Have you shown up to discuss business?â
She chuckled. âI havenât come to talk about that.â Her cold tone had me kind of speechless.
210. UNBEARABLE âOkay, then why are you here?â
âI just have two words for you, Luke Reynold. Be prepared.â
I gave her a confused face. âBe prepared?â
She raised her brows in response, and 1 shook my head, still dumbfounded. âI donât get it. Be prepared for what?â
âAriel,â she answered.
My eyes widened at that very moment. âAriel? You know Ariel?â
âWhy not? Iâm the one who took care of her after she got damaged, broken, and wrecked by you.â
âAnd when did that happen?â
âWhen you killed her son, I found her in the water, almost dead. I saved her and took her as family.
âWait, you saw her almost dead in a river. Did she tell you that Iâm the one responsible for that?â
âNope, but she did tell me that you killed her son. So be prepared for whatâs coming for you. Have a nice day.â
She walked away from me after that. A car drove in her direction, and she entered. I stood still, watching the car move away, and this womanâs words were revolving around in my head.