The Love From Vengeance (Ariel and Luke) novel Chapter 300

300: FRAGILE LIFE 

ARIEL’S POV 

I sat down on one of the benches in the hospital waiting area, and I took a deep breath, trying to calm my nerves. Pulling out my phone, I decided to distract myself by scrolling through some videos on social media. 

After a few minutes, I remembered Janice and decided to give her a call. I dialed her number, but she didn’t pick up. Chuckling softly to myself, I knew she was probably still fast asleep. Janice always loved her beauty sleep. 

As I was about to put my phone away, I noticed a lady, older than me, sitting on the bench. nearby. Tears filled her eyes, and her hands trembled slightly as she clutched a tissue. 

Concerned, I moved closer to her. “Excuse me, ma’am, is everything okay?” 

The woman looked up at me, her eyes red and puffy from crying. “No, everything’s not okay, * she replied, her voice trembling. “My husband had a heart attack. He’s in critical condition. 

My heart sank as I listened to her words, and I reached out to place a comforting hand on her shoulder. “I’m so sorry to hear that. Is there anything I can do to help?” 

She shook her head, tears streaming down her face. “I don’t know… I just… I don’t know 

what to do.” 

I squeezed her shoulder gently, offering whatever comfort I could. “It’s going to be okay. The doctors here are experts, and they’ll do everything they can to help your husband.” 

She nodded, wiping away her tears with the tissue. “Thank you,” she whispered, her voice barely audible. 

Feeling a pang of empathy for the woman, I sat with her for a while, offering silent support as she grappled with her emotions. In that moment, I realized how fragile life could be and. how important it was to cherish the moments we had with our loved ones. 

So I needed to cherish every moment now with my little girl, and Luke, and all the loved ones present at the moment. Lukel left me so soon, and it was something I couldn’t predict. It was heartbreaking realizing that he would no longer be here with me. I missed him in every single way. 

And to also add the fact that I missed my father as well, who died, without me having any 

knowledge about it for quite a long time. It was really painful, no tie about the 

Then there was Luke, who had lost almost all his beloved ones. His grandfather, his father, his cousin, his son. And he had been through a lot, trying to amend the broken pieces. The heart being shattered into a million pieces, but he still stood strong, trying his best not to get too affected by the traumatic events 

Yes, he smiled daily. He joked around, here and there. He laughed occasionally, but the presence were still there within him, within us. The memories were all present, the great and wonderful moments stuck in our head. But this was just life, and I kept on repeating this, we never hope for a temble future. We just had to live every single moment, counting each second, and relishing all the scenes taking place 

Still sitting there, lost in my thoughts, the woman’s shaky voice broke through my reverie. Excuse me, dear, what brings you to the hospital?” she asked, her tone filled with genuine 

concern. 

I blinked, refocusing on the present moment. “Oh, um, I brought in an unconscious man,” I explained, gesturing vaguely towards the emergency room. “I’m waiting for the doctors to give me some feedback on his condition.” 

Her expression softened, sympathy evident in her eyes. “I hope he’ll be okay,” she said 

softly. 

“Yeah, me too,” I replied, my voice tinged with uncertainty. “I don’t know him personally, but… I just hope he gets better and recovers.” 

The woman looked surprised. “You brought him in even though you don’t know him?” 

I nodded, a small smile tugging at the corners of my lips. “Yeah, my husband actually found him and brought him here. He’s the real hero in all of this.” 

She reached out and squeezed my hand gently. “You’re both heroes in my book. Not everyone would go out of their way to help a stranger.” 

I shook my head, feeling a wave of humility wash over me. “It’s nothing compared to what my husband did. He’s the one who acted quickly and made sure the man got the help he 

needed.” 

The woman’s eyes sparkled with admiration. “Well, you’re both remarkable individuals. The world could use more people like you.” 

I smiled gratefully, but deep down, I knew all the credit belonged to Luke. He did pretty well, helping the man, willing to hurt himself. He was getting better day and day. And I was 

loving him more and more every single day. 

LUKE’S POV 

I stopped my car in front of the towering gates of my mansion and stepping out, the gravel crunched beneath my shoes. I hurriedly made my way towards the entrance. 

“Morning, Marcus,” I called out to my gateman, who stood tall and vigilant beside the gate. 

“Good morning, boss,” Marcus replied with a respectful nod. 

I 

I smiled and nodded back, appreciating his diligence. Passing through the gate, I entered 

the sprawling mansion grounds, my footsteps echoing against the marble pathway. 

Entering the living room, I was greeted by chaos. My two little rascals, Randy and Ethan, were engaged in a playful wrestling match, while toys and cushions were strewn across the floor. Well, I came prepared for this. 

“Stephanie!” I called out, since she was the one who called me on the phone earlier. 

Stephanie hurried over, a worried expression on her face. “Mr. Luke, I’m glad you’re here,” she said, relief evident in her voice. “I can’t seem to get these two to settle down.” 

I chuckled, shaking my head at the sight. “Randy, Ethan, enough of that,” I called out firmly, clapping my hands to get their attention. 

The boys froze, looking up at me with wide eyes. 

“It’s not safe to be doing this, you know. One of you might get injured, or something.” 

“But it’s fun,” Ethan told me.