《Loved By A Vampire King》Chapter 293 - Living Devil
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Soon after the hallway was nearly empty without any outsiders around. Only the people who were close to Chole familiy were now chatting randomly in such occasion. They barely got this opportunity of being together thus they weren't in hurry to leave.
Anna was done with meeting the people one by one. Her heart filled with warmth when she met the boys of Esme. She blessed them from her heart and went all alone to pick some food for her. Her daughter should be arriving within few moments.
Ron followed her each steps deeply. When she was finally left alone in the food zone, he paced towards her way without wasting no more time. Anna who didn't notice him coming chose all favorite dishes for her daughter and stationed them nicely in the palate. When she turned around with the plate, she gasped just before stumbling one step back. She didn't even expect that Ron would find her.
Breathing nervously, Anna greeted with a shaky voice,
" Mr..Ron..."
Ron formed into a bitter smile with a light frown,
" At last you have recognized me."
Anna didn't had any sign of nervousness on her expression. Instead she dealed with her emotions calmly. Holding the plate tightly in her grip, she replied shortly,
" Of course, I will.."
Ron was suddenly lost of words. Except his answers, Anna didn't initiate a single word and continued answering him distantly. Without a lot of strugglings, Ron finally managed to squeeze a word,
" The Child! "
Anna's grip around the plate loosened lightly. Swallowing hard the bitterness in her heart, she responded this time coldly,
" It's a girl. So you don't have to worry about your inheritance. As long as your wife gives birth to a boy, she wouldn't get a single penny according to law."
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Ron pursued his lips to correct her thoughts but their conversation was interrupted by a sweet yelling voice,
" Mom! "
Ron jerked before following the source of that voice and saw a girl at her thirties running inside followed by a tall young man who was repeatedly asking Leah to be careful on her way. Ron's feature suddenly softened after looking deeply at Leah's face who resembled her mother fully. Only her eyes were deep dark red like which represented her Vampire side. Hence she was brought up in human world, Leah wasn't very familiar with the superpowers that existed inside her.
Leah tilted her head up at Ron who was staring down at Leah without blinking his eyes. Leah spoke in a childish voice tugging on Anna's arms,
" Mom..Who is he?"
Leah's question broke Anna's heart into pieces. How could she tell her daughter that it was her father who never wanted her in this world? How could she tell that it was him who left her mother just after knowing her existence?
Anna held back her tears forcibly and replied like a whisper,
" Someone I know."
Ron's face tightened in pain after her reply. He couldn't help but breathing heavily few times to endure such pain. He wasn't even qualified enough to introduce himself as her father.
The tall man behind Leah finally come to them and spoke to Anna dotingly,
" Wife, your daughter is too stubborn.She is the one who made both of us late."
The man's words caused Ron to tremble violently on his spot. He shot a disbelief glance to Anna whose expression was nonbothered. Then Leah's voice confirmed his assumption more clearly,
" Dad! It was you who couldn't fix a cloth. Why are you blaming me now?"
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Ron's face sank and he wished that everything was just a hallucination. But unfortunately the reality was just in front of her eyes. Ron questioned in a trembling voice,
" Who...who is he?"
Anna sighed softly and raked her fingers through Leah's bun. With a bit of hesitation, she gave him a single word as answer,
" My husband! "
On the other side, Esme was putting ointment on Alexander's hand with a gloomy face. After giving each pull around his palm, she interrogated sternly,
" Tell me, how did you cut your own hand! Speak to me , Alex. You aren't child anymore. For how long you two won't live me in peace?"
Aaron snorted coldly from her side,
" That's why I prefer daughter! Hmph! "
Esme casted him a threatening glare to shut up and paid attention back on Alexander who didn't give her a reasonable answer. Sensing his mother's deep glare on him, Alexander assured with a fake smile,
" Mommy! It's nothing much really. My hand was just slippery. Why don't you go and nag sister now, please! I said that it's nothing absolutely."
Esme's face turned cold as she rebuked sharply,
" You.. Don't talk back..You will get married within few years yet you still act like a spoiled child. How on earth a grown up Vampire like you cut off your own palm,huh?"
Aaron noticed that Alexander wasn't willing to speak. Thus he took the charge of coaxing his own wife and sent her away from there. Alexander smiled at his father in relief and suddenly heard him asking,
" Did you meet Elizabeth on the corridor?"
The sky changed color suddenly. Thunderstorms started to crawl from east corner and blew heavy air around the castle. Ayra was sleeping inside her room and was deadly tired. Even the loud growl of thunderstrokes couldn't bring her back to her reality. She was in deep slumber sleep.
The lights from sky sometimes frickled on her wrist highlighting the devilish mark that she received in her childhood. Each time when the thunderstrokes growled out from the sky, the devilish mark on her wrist moved slightly as if a living devil was awakening from the depth of her skin. Even such slow movements couldn't bring her back to sanity.
Another loud thunderstrokes growled from the sky and this time, the mark moved vigorously from up to down in a rhythmic way.
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