Chapter 371
The Love From Vengeance
371: VEILED VOWS ARIELâS POV Here I was in my room, sitting down, thinking about all the moments that I had spent with my family. My father, who I thought would be my hero, turned out to be a villain in my story.
I was crushed, realizing they had to go to such lengths because they wanted to keep the business stable. I thought we were going to fight together; I thought we were going to get through all the terrible situations together. But it seemed like I was wrong. They had broken trust, and the hope they craved was no longer present.
They carried out this without informing me first. Why? Because they knew I would never agree to that.
They knew I would never follow their conditions, letting them decide the person that I would spend my life with.
It all made sense nowâmy father asked me about my relationship life when we were going to the party.
I was really confused right now about whether I should follow through with their terms or not. But there was no way I was going to get married to someone I didnât love, someone I had no feelings for, someone I barely knew.
My mother walked inside my room, her eyes scanning me as I sat silently. My eyes filled with tears, with a look that flaunted how shattered I was.
âAriel, please, you need to eat. Itâs been two days now, and you havenât eaten anything. Come on, something bad might happen to you.â
I stared at my mother, her voice echoing in my ears like a distant plea. But the turmoil inside me was too intense to heed her words. âI canât, Mom,â I whispered. âI canât eat.â
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Tears streamed down my cheeks as I met her gaze, hoping she would understand the depth of my despair. âI wonât do it, Mom. I wonât marry Luke. I wonât sacrifice my happiness for business deals.â
Her eyes widened in alarm, and she rushed to my side, taking my hands in hers. âAriel, darling, please donât say that. You canât do this. You canât do this to yourself.â
I shook my head, pulling away from her touch. âYou donât understand, Mom. You and Dad have already made your decision. The two of you donât care about what I want. You only care about your precious business.â
Anguish twisted her features as she reached out to wipe away my tears. âBut you canât give up on life, Ariel. Thereâs so much to live for ahead of you.â
I swallowed hard, with my throat tight. âNot If it means living a life I didnât choose for myself.âNot if it means being trapped in a loveless marriage.â
She took a deep breath. âI know itâs hard, sweetheart. But please, try to eat something for me and for us.â
I shook my head defiantly, my resolve hardening with each passing moment. âNo, Mom. I wonât eat. I wonât comply with you and your fatherâs demands. Iâd rather die than marry Luke,â
Her gasp of horror pierced the silence, but I remained resolute, knowing that my decision was the only way to reclaim control over my own life. But would they listen?
âI hope you and Dad are happy now. You guys have ruined my life. I hope you are happy.â
âAriel, please donât say that. Getting married to The Reynolds isnât actually going to be a bad idea.â
âOf course it isnât.âWhy would it be, since you guys are going to get all the money you need?
âAriel, you have to understand that this is the only way to bring our business back to life.â
I stared at my mother incredulously, unable to believe her words. âSo, what? My happiness doesnât matter. Our familyâs business is more important than my own life.â
She reached out to touch my shoulder. âAriel, please try to see the bigger picture here. Weâre doing this for the entire familyâs sake, not just for the business.â
I shrugged off her touch, a surge of anger rising within me. âWell,. donât care about the family reputation or the business! I care about my own happiness and my own future.â
She recoiled as if she were struck. âHow can you say that? How can you be so selfish?â
Selfish? The word stung, but I held my ground.â
Selfish? You and Dad are the ones making decisions about my life without even considering what I want. How is that not selfish?â
Her voice quivered as she spoke; desperation was evident in every word. âAriel, please donât do this.
Donât throw everything away because of one disagreement.â
âOne disagreement?â I.scoffed bitterly. âThis isnât just a disagreement, Mom. This is about my autonomy, my right to choose my own path.â
She sank onto the edge of my bed. âI know weâve made mistakes, Ariel. But weâre only trying to do what we think is best for you.â
I shook my head, frustration boiling over. âYour idea of âbestâ is suffocating me, Mom.âI canât live the life youâve planned for me. I wonât.â
Silence hung heavy in the air, broken only by the sound of our ragged breathing. I could see the pain etched into every line of my motherâs face, but I couldnât back down. Not now.
Finally, she spoke, her voice barely a whisper. âWhat do you want us to do, Ariel? Tell me, and Iâll do it.
Just please, donât shut us out like this.â
Torn between anger and sorrow, I searched her eyes for any sign of understanding. âI want you to respect my choices, Mom. I want you to trust me enough to let me live my own life, even if itâs not the life you imagined for me.â
Her gaze faltered. âI donât know if I can do that, Ariel. But Iâll try. For you, Iâll try.â
I turned to her. âWhy on earth would you select that individual as my spouse?â
âBecause thatâs what his grandfather wants. The owner of The Reynolds likes you so much, Ariel. He wants you to be a part of his family.â
âWell, you all should have taken permission from me first before you did anything.â
My mother looked down, her hands clasped tightly together. âI know, Ariel. I know we should have talked to you about it first. But your father and I thought we were doing what was best for the family.â
I shook my head, feeling a mix of frustration and betrayal. âAnd what about whatâs best for me, Mom?âWhat about my happiness?â
She sighed heavily, her shoulders slumping in defeat. âI underst..
that youâre upset, Ariel.
I wish things could be different. But sometimes, we have to make sacrifices for the greater good.â
I scoffed, unable to contain my disbelief. âSacrifices? Is that what you call it? Sacrificing my happiness for the sake of some business deal?â
âItâs not just a business deal, Ariel. Itâs about securing our future and ensuring stability and security. You and I both know how things have been ever since Simon and his family sabotaged our business.â
âBut seriously, mom? Are you people seriously going to do this? Youâre going to betray me and take away my happiness because of a business going down.â