22 BLAME AND REGRET


    LUKE’S POV


    Looking through the door, I felt so sorry for Harriet. Her palè face was still and serene, with tubes and


    wires connecting her to machines. My eyes were almost filled with tears, but I wasn’t the crying type.


    When I lost my parents, I barely shed a tear.


    But now, it hurts so badly to see Harriet in this condition. And although she cheated, she did have a


    point back there. I started spending less time with her, getting angry at her easily. Always maintaining a


    serious expression, even when she tried to lighten my mood.


    Seriously, what had gotten into me? It didn’t start like this. The beginning of our rtionship was a


    perfectbination of mirth and humor; every moment was electrifying. Butterflies of glee surrounded


    us, and tender kisses, heavenly moments, and intense happy asions. But my recent attitude had


    ruined it all. What a scumbag I was.


    “Oh, sir, you’ve finally arrived,” Jack uttered, approaching me.


    “Just look at her right now, unconscious,” I said in a low and calm tone, fixing my eyes on Harriet. “This


    is all my


    fault.”


    “Your fault?”


    “Yes, Jack, if it weren’t for me, she wouldn’t be in this state.” I leaned my head against the door, closing


    both of my eyes. “I feel so disappointed in myself.”


    “You don’t have to worry, sir. Everything is going to be alright. It’s just a matter of time until she regains


    consciousness.”


    I breathed out deeply. “I hope so.”


    “I have to go, sir. Some people from the Alfatriumpany want to speak with us about a project,”


    Jack stated.


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    “You may go. I’ll stay here until Harriet wakes up. And if anyone asks for me, tell them to send me text


    messages. Or perhaps they can wait for their discussion to be held tomorrow. Today, it’s just going to


    be me and Harriet.”


    “Okay, sir.” Jack nodded and left.


    Oh, Harriet, I remembered the help you gave me when we were both kidnapped. We were still kids


    back then, with immature senses. That moment was supposed to be lovely and filled with fun. But it


    was simply terrifying because we were in the hands of kidnappers.


    All these thoughts still ran through my head as I continued to look at an unconscious Harriet.


    ARIEL’S POV


    I entered my car and was ready to head to work when suddenly Mason burst inside, holding a bowl of


    ice cream in his hands. I couldn’t help but re at him as he settled down in the front


    seat, near me.


    “Why are you in my car?” I asked slowly.


    “Don’t ask me that; just start driving, will you?” Mason smiled.


    “You need to leave first because there is no way I’m taking you along to work.”


    “Who said I was following you to work?” He asked promptly. “I just need to buy some groceries, so I


    want you to drive me to a nearby store.”


    “Take a taxi,” I suggested. “Didn’t you bring your car with you?”


    “If I did, do you think I’d be sitting here in this ridiculous car?” He mocked me, but I didn’t want to argue


    with him. “By the way, when are you going to start your rtionship with Luke?


    T


    “I understand that you want this to happen quickly, but remember that I’m also a


    businesswoman. I have things to do besides just being with Luke.”


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    “I see.” Mason nodded slowly. “But if you try to act smart with me, I won’t spare you.”


    I sighed deeply. “Yeah, I’ve heard you.”


    “Want some ice cream?” He offered me his bowl.


    “No thanks, I’m good.” I made a serious face, avoiding eye contact. I couldn’t be sure if there was


    something wrong with it. I was just being cautious.


    “Okay, you can start driving now.” Mason fastened his seat belt.


    “Wait, are you serious about the grocery store?” I questioned him.


    “Do I look like I’m joking?” He took a spoonful of ice cream. “Now start driving if you don’t want to be


    late for your meeting.”


    I was extremely irritated by his attitude, but I was putting up with him. His parents must have raised him


    well, didn’t they?


    As I was about to drive, someone started calling me. It was Andre’s mother, but I knew my children


    wanted to talk to me.


    “Who’s calling?” Mason asked with more ice cream in his mouth.


    I gave him an entric look. “And why do you want to know?”


    “It could be my


    brother.”


    “So what if it could be your brother?” I snapped, but as Mason gave me an unfriendly stare, Iposed


    myself.


    I declined the call and put my phone in my bag. I wasn’t going to talk to my children in front of this guy,


    especially when he was threatening to kill them. He was a pain in the ass.


    ANDRET


    “Why didn’t you answer the call?” He asked, and I gave him another annoyed look. Like, how was this


    even his business?


    “It’s not important.” I gripped the steering wheel.


    “Who told you that?”


    “Nobody; I did.” I started the car and began to drive.


    Mason continued with his irritating talk, which made me even more annoyed. I just wanted to shout at


    him to shut up. I just wanted to stop the car and kick him out. But what would be the consequences if I


    followed through with any of those ideas?


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    I was still driving, and my frustration with Mason was building up. I didn’t notice the little girl running into


    the road. I identally hit her, but not with much force as I hit the brakes. However, she keeled over,


    and I was not happy about this.


    “It looks like someone justmitted murder.” Mason taunted.


    I gave him a dark look, not having any words for his useless behavior. This ident happened


    because of him.


    A few people gathered around us as I quickly got out of my car. I carried the little girl in my arms, and


    the onlookers started hurling negativements at me. I ignored each and every one of them as I


    rushed to ce the girl in the back seat of my car. I needed to take her to the hospital. Mason had


    already left, and I didn’t know when, but I was d about that.


    LUKE’S POV


    Still at the hospital, I sat down on the bench along with two other people, a man and a woman. They


    looked really sad, and tears wereing out of the woman’s eyes as she prayed.


    “Is she your wife?” I asked the man who was close to me. He just stared at me before turning his face


    away. I know that question was not worth it.


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    A nurse approached the three of us. “Sir, pleasee with me,” she told the man. He stood up


    immediately and followed the nurse.


    As for the woman, she kept on praying silently. Her hands sped together, and her eyes tightly shut


    as tears continued to flow. I had no idea about their situation, but I felt really sorry for her. This was so


    sad.


    Just then, I saw Ariel being directed by a nurse to where I was sitting. The moment Ariel saw me, she


    halted.


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