Chapter 31 Peach Harrison
At work, smiling and humming melodiously to herself, Arabella was wrapping up things at work as it was her last day and soon she would leave for London with William.
A place where Luke’s glare won’t follow her, where she would build her world anew with a partner who would hold her hand to never let it go.
Who won’t get exhausted of her.
Smiling to herself, she was about to grab herself a sandwich but her phone rang. The second she saw it, she picked it up quickly.
“Hello,”
“Hey, I hope I am not disturbing you.”
“No, no, I was about to grab a sandwich, wrap it up and leave,”
“Cool. So.. I uh.. I called for two reasons,”
“Yes, what is it?”
“First, I want to hear your voice and second, don’t bother with that lifeless sandwich. I have ordered your favorite food, it will arrive anytime now.” He told her happily, earning a chuckle.
His merest efforts were melting her heart as she sat down relaxed, “Thank you,”
“Anything for you. Anyways, I am leaving for a meeting. See you at home. Bye,”
Instinctively, William didn’t know what took over him as he blew a kiss before cutting the call, leaving her stunned and mesmerized.
Heart hammering against her chest, she covered her face in her hands, giggling to herself as he had no realization of what his one action induced in her whole being.
Grinning radiantly to herself, her food arrived as after spending a pleasant day at work, she returned early and left him a text.
Looking forward to her life ahead with William.
After freshening up, she brushed her hair, applied lipstick and perfume to enhance her features for her husband and received a text from him.
‘I will be late today, Bella. Try to stay in the room and if anything happens, leave me a call or message. I will come over,’
Smiling at the text, she replied with ‘okay’ and not faltering her posture or emotions this time.
She went down, uncaring if Luke was at home or could do anything, she wasn’t distressed or afraid this time.
Luke saw her waiting for William that destroyed his whole mood. His eyes were slightly swollen from the sobbing, a redness all over his face.
And seeing her, he couldn’t help but to growl and curse her bond, the smile on her lips, the glimmer in her eyes for William.
“I pray it disappears forever,”
He hissed and he decided to stay in his room until a certain strawberry blonde woman with shining green eyes entered their mansion furiously.
Her clothes were expensive, her form dripping eye-catching grace accompanied by an opulence to indicate she was from high society.
Holding her head high with a never-ending scowl, she stopped before Arabella. Arching an eyebrow, she scanned her with a scoff, uncaring about her.
Faking a cough at the woman with the attitude, Arabella asked politely, “Um.. yes?”
“Call Luke,” She literally ordered.
Seeing her murderous intent and anger, she wasn’t sure about complying and asked again.
“Um, Do I know you…? Are you alright? What do you-”
She snapped, “Where is that asshole!?”
Recognizing her tempting yet enraged resonance echoing in their hall, Luke rushed out of his room, staggered to find this exquisite woman at his home.
Furrowing his brows, he came from the corridor, scanning her thoroughly, not believing she was actually at his home.
“Peach…?”
The second her emerald eyes greeted him, she snarled, “If you hated me that much then why didn’t you say it to my face, Luke?!”
And to find her there, he was not pleased at all, “Peach, stop creating a damn scene in my home too.”
Wrath flared in his eyes but controlling himself, he put his hand up in the air to diffuse the heaviness.
“Not everything belongs to you,”
“It does. I am Peach Harrison, whatever I desire belongs to me,”
“In. Your. Dreams. You spoiled brat,”
Arabella stepped back, forming her lips in a thin line when they both glared at each other competitively, signally they were foes.
And converting her fury into sorrow, she complained in a broken tone, steps retreating with disappointment.
“I have heard enough about what you said about me at the bar, Luke, not even with your friends, you told that to William too?”
“What…? Who told you?”
“You want to get rid of me? Leave me whenever you will get the chance? Marrying me is considered out of mind…?”
Expressing her grief, she held the hem of her dress, showing that the words he spoke broke her heart and instead of compassion, Luke snapped.
“Obviously! I was in a fucking relationship!”
“I didn’t know that, asshole!”
Luke’s hand trembled, his breaths hastened, making a miserable face while scowling at Peach.
“Because of you I started behaving strangely and fighting with my girlfriend!”
“I was not dying for you either! I was only playing around, I didn't know you resent me this much!” She shouted.
Covering her mouth, turning her head to the side, gritting her teeth to not break in front of the man, uncaring about her sorrow.
“Exactly, you were pissing me off. You became a wall between me and Ara- Her. Because of you, I lost everything!”
Shouting, Luke almost broke into a sob, releasing a tear that numbed Arabella’s whole being,
“And you know what?” He stopped right before her, pointing his finger contemptuously at her, “I still want to get rid of you,”
Staring at him in incredulity as he was shaking violently, retreating his steps.
"I wish you disappear from my life forever, Peach Harrison,"
“I see…” Sniffing, she wiped her tears.
Peach didn't want to show it hurt but it did, too much.
But, getting the hint through his croaked tone and tear that her one harmless jest had caused too much trouble and averted her gaze from guilt.
Deep down, she didn't mean to take things this far either.
“I am so sorry for being so unbearable to the point I gave you headaches, Mr. Grayson. I won’t bother you again,”
“Yeah, you did. So please, don’t show yourself again, Peach,” He whispered coldly, looking to the side, curling his hand in a powerless fist as Peach left.
When she almost cried, he also almost reacted. But well aware she was at fault, he kept looking in the other direction until she was out of sight.
“FUCK!”
He cursed loudly, punching the column nearby. Injuring his knuckles, hating the point his life had reached and was about to go back to his room.
But, after hearing everything, Arabella’s heart began to pound roughly, drying her throat with anticipation and barely suppressing the heftiness, she called him vaguely.
“L-Luke…”
He kept frowning, asking rudely as if he was too tired to react, “What do you want now?”
“You- you… want to leave her the second you will get the chance, right?” She whispered weakly for confirmation.
“So? Why do you care? Or as a matter of fact, it doesn’t even matter anymore,”
“You said to William-”
“Enough, Arabella, don’t bother me, I don’t want to receive another slap from my brother for bothering myself with his wife,”
Sniffling to hide the redness in his eyes, he declared the place life threw him and left for his room again.
“My life is already going through its worst phase,”
Pushing Arabella through a hellish turmoil at the divulgence concealed perfectly by William.
The second he was gone, tears began to brim in her eyes followed by an apprehension as the comprehension slowly sank in that…
Luke never said those horrible things.