The Love From Vengeance

37 SORRY CHANGES NOTHING

LUKE’S POV

Harriet could notice the anger on my face right now, burning within me like flames. And I could tell she was scared, but she wanted to act tough. I was not going to be blinded by her desirabic looks.

Still glaring at Harriet, I forcefully pressed her hand, which I had a hold of.

“Ouuu,” she vocalized in pain. “Luke, what are you doing?”

“I’m just fulfilling your wish–making you scream.” I squeezed her hand harder.

“This is not how it’s supposed to be.” Harriet struggled to cease my grip, but it was just too tight.

“Then how?”

“Let me go, and I’ll show you.” She tightly shut both of her eyes.

I didn’t give Harriet a reply. But instead, I kept on inflicting pain on her.

“Please Luke, let go of me!” Her scream only got louder, and I had to do as she said.

After letting go of Harriet, I grabbed her face, forcefully pressing her jaws. “Now listen, I don’t want anything to do with you again. Don’t think you can use your body to make me forget about everything you did.”

“I said I’m sorry!” she spoke, with the words barely coming out of her mouth, since I was pressing her jaws like hell.

“Sorry’s going to change nothing,” I spat bitterly. “You tell me, if you throw a plate to the ground, causing it to shatter into peices. And you tell it sorry, is it going to be fixed? Is it going to get back to normal?”

“No,” she answered lowly, barely audible.

“Is it?” I snarled, moving my face closer to hers, still pressing her jaws forcefully.

“No!” Harriet screamed clamorously this time, with both of her eyes still closed. I thrust her visage backwards after that.

She stood still for a moment, trying to catch her breath. And seeing her face, the hatred grew more and more.

ARIEL’S POV

Mason and I exchanged a gaze, which lasted for some seconds. Of course I knew what he wanted to talk about, but would this guy even let me rest?

“So what are you trying to say? That I shouldn’t follow Andre?” I asked Mason, installing both of my hands on my waist.

“Yes,” he answered coldly, dropping his phone on the table. “This is important.

“Important?” I blurted out, letting out a short sigh. “I know what you want to talk about. Can’t that wait till when I get back?”

FSORRY CHANGES NOTHING

“No, no, it can’t,” Mason replied, getting up. “You might take too long, and I’m afraid I’ll fall asleep, waiting for your lame ass.”

His last words caused Michael to look at him.

“What?” Mason asked Michael in an unfriendly tone, noticing how he was just staring at him.

“You just disrespected her,” Michael answered.

Mason took a quick look at me, before fixing his gaze back on Michael. “So what?”

“You’re not supposed to do that,” Michael defended me.

“This is unbelievable.” Mason couldn’t help but laugh. “It seems like you have no idea who you’re talking to.”

“I do. And don’t start thinking too high of yourself,” Michael retorted.

“Oh shut up!” Mason slammed the table with his fist. He was burning with rage, breathing heavily, glaring at Michael. “You do not want to regret this.”

“What are you going to do?” Michael spat back.

“Okay that’s enough!” I had to put an end to their little fight. Mason was insane, and I didn’t want Michael’s life to be in jeopardy.

Mason and Michael glared at each other, silent, yet burning with intense rage. And this was definitely not something I wanted.

“Ariel, aren’t you coming?” Andre screamed from outside.

I looked at Mason, and he raised his brows at me, faking a smile. Crazy how he changed that frowny expression in seconds.

LUKE’S POV

“I don’t see the need for you to still be standing there,” I told Harriet, still not taking my glare off

her. “Get out.” I gestured toward the door.

“Why the hate of all a sudden, Luke?” Harriet threw a dumb question at me. And I gave her a look that showed how stupid she was.

I didn’t say anything, but she continued to scrutinize me, waiting for an answer.

“That’s a dumb question, you know.” I had to let her know. “And you better get the hell out of this room, out of this house. Just taking a look at your face, makes me sick.”

“This is exactly what I’m talking about,” she uttered and continued, “A love you claimed to have for so many years, is going to come to an end just like that?”

“You don’t have to keep repeating this, Harriet. You changed, so I decided to change as well.”

“I never changed!”

“So that means you’ve been sleeping with other men since day one.” I chuckled promptly, averting my gaze. “I should have known.

“You made a lot of promises to me, Luke. They’re still in my head. And you couldn’t fulfill any of them.”

“Well, it’s all because of you,” I retorted. “If you had just remained loyal, I’m pretty sure we

won’t be like this right now.”

“Things can still change, Luke.” Harriet moved closer, and I took a step backward. “We can still go back to the way we used to be.”

“Impossible,” I disagreed. “There is no way I’m getting back together with a whore like you.“”

“Did you just call me a whore?” She asked, a broken tone.

“Was i wrong to call you that?” I spat. “You’re the one who brought this upon yourself. Doing something so disgusting.”

“But I said sorry.”

“Sorry changes nothing!” I snapped right away, and gave her the usual glare. “Sorry’s just a word, okay? And even if it did change situations, it wasn’t going to be in this case.” Please check at N/ôvel(D)rama.Org.

Harriet’s look wasn’t nice, and she paid attention to every word I spoke.

“I gave you a chance, a chance to change your ways. But what did you do? You squandered it. And it’s not like those men are more handsome than me.”

“I don’t see the need for this long talk. Just tell me, is your decision final? Do you really want to end our relationship?”

“If I’m not mistaking, I already ended this shit. I don’t know why you’re still asking me this question. It’s pretty stupid of you.”

“I see. So you’re telling me that you no longer want this ravishing body of mine?” she flaunted her figure, feeling so pround of herself.

“Dead things don’t come back to life. I hope you know that,” I told her. “The dead decades and as time goes on, they’re forgotten. So let me make things clear to you, Harriet. You are now a dead person in my world. And all the beautiful moments we had; I consider them to be nothing. I was only wasting my time with you, when there were other loyal women out there.”

“You’re forgetting that I’m the one who saved your life when we were little.” She crossed her arms, harking my mind back to the past.

“No, no. Don’t get things wrong around here. You only found a way we could escape. But because you were terrified, you refused to follow the way, but I did. I was the one who gathered the courage. So apparently, I saved myself.”

“I can’t believe you’re saying all these.”

“And I can’t believe you’re still wasting your time. You should be somewhere else, banged by those good–for–nothing men. Because that’s clearly what you’re good at.

Harriet slapped me immediately.

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