61: I OBJECT
LUKE’S POV
All eyes turned towards Harriet as she stood at the entrance, wearing a disapproving expression. Ariel and I exchanged glances, both equally surprised and curious about her unexpected presence. I didn’t know if Ariel was surprised, but I was.
I couldn’t hide my disapproving glare, wondering why Harriet had chosen this particular moment to make an appearance. And of course, I knew why she had come here. But trust me, wasn’t going to let her create a scene.
The atmosphere in the room suddenly felt tense as Harriet remained silent, offering no explanation for her unexpected arrival. Her presence was like a dark cloud casting a shadow over the joyous occasion. It seemed as though everyone held their breath, waiting for an explanation that never came.
I couldn’t help but think back to the past, recalling the conflicts and misunderstandings that had strained our relationship. Harriet had always been a source of disruption, seemingly finding pleasure in creating chaos wherever she went.
And not just that, her disgusting actions had caused deep wounds and bitter resentments, leading to the fractured bond between us. She did the unthinkable, breaking my trust. The dreams of spending a life with her had already faded.
I continued to observe Harriet, noticing a flicker of vulnerability in her eyes. It was a brief moment of transparency that revealed a glimpse of the pain she carried within. But I didn’t care one bit.
I let go of Ariel’s hands and walked away from the altar. Harriet slowly moved in my direction with a sad countenance, and her eyes filled up with tears.
“Luke,” she called my name. Her voice was broken. It seemed like she had been crying her heart out all this time.
“What are you doing here?” I asked her, trying my best to be low. We had gotten close to each other, and all eyes were fixed on the both of us.
“So you were serious when you said you wanted to marry this woman?” Harriet spoke loudly; her eyes were still filled with tears. And it seemed like this lady could explode any minute.
“Give me an answer to my question, will you? What are you doing here?” I quizzed her again.
Harriet’s eyes went straight to Ariel, and the glare was terrifically frightening. Seriously, this was the most horrific expression I had seen on her face since I knew her. She looked like she could kill someone or something.
“That witch has blinded you, right?” Harriet spoke harshly.
“You need to calm down and leave, okay?” I told her. My tone was gentle.
“There is no way I’m going to let her get away with this.”
“Will you keep it down? She has nothing to do with this,” I said.
“No,” Harriet replied, still giving Ariel the angry look. “And I’m going to make her pay,” she said bitterly, and wanted to march to Ariel, but I stopped her, seizing her arm.
of me, Luke!” She demanded.
“Let go of
“No, there is no way I’m going to let you do something stupid.” I tightened my grip.
“I can’t believe you would do this, Luke. You betrayed me.” Harriet burst into tears. I wasn’t going to feel sorry for her.
“It’s best you leave. I don’t want to see you get hurt more than this,” I said to her.
“You’re right, it’s best I leave,” Harriet uttered, wiping away her tears. She seemed like she had already calmed down, so I let go of her in a slow manner.
And to my surprise, she punched me in the stomach, causing me to shift backwards a little. She quickly walked away from me and made her way to the altar. I ran after her and seized her hand, but then she had to step on my foot.
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