Summary of Chapter 22 – A pivotal chapter in After My Death, My Husband Who Threw Me Into the Hunting Grounds Went Insane by Conrad Petri
The chapter Chapter 22 is one of the most intense moments in After My Death, My Husband Who Threw Me Into the Hunting Grounds Went Insane, written by Conrad Petri. With signature elements of the Internet genre, this part of the story reveals deep conflicts, shocking revelations, and decisive character changes. A must-read for anyone following the narrative.
This wasn't a vacation. It was a week of torture. It had only been three freaking days, and I'd gone crazy.
Just like yesterday, I didn't do anything at all. I had no energy to go out. Mom and Thomas didn't seem to care that I was in the room all day, and it was already afternoon! To entertain myself, I was also checking my inbox to see if there were any new messages, but Jax seemed busy. There were only three people in the world I could talk to, my roommate Katherine, her boyfriend Nate, and Jax. But they would be busy with their own lives.
Jax would be having a meeting today, and I hadn't heard his voice lately. Katherine had gone home with Nate, so they were surely busy.
I came down almost after dinner and found Mom and Thomas in the living room, watching some TV.
"Hi. Can we talk?"
"Darling, of course." Thomas tensed up. He picked up the remote control and shut the TV off.
I sat on the seat across them. "First of all, I want to apologize for being rude yesterday."
"It's okay, sweetheart. We understand that it's probably too early to discuss this," Mom said softly.
"Your mother asked me to take it slow, but you've been away from us for six years. I think it's the right time."
"I know, I just think I don't deserve it."
"You deserve it," Thomas assured me and smiled. "I want you to feel that you are a part of this family."
Was I? But why did I feel like I'm always alone? "I don't want it if it was coming from Luke. He didn't work hard for it just to give it to me. I am someone who's like a stranger to him," I said frankly.
"You don't have to worry about Luke. It has already been transferred under your name. He just needs your signature."
"Is there anything we can do, so I won't have to accept this?"
"That's all you have to do. Accept it. Don't worry, not everything came from Luke." He grinned sweetly and then kissed Mom on the cheek.
"You'll find out everything when you meet Luke's lawyer," Mom informed. "And she's coming for dinner."
"What? I'm not properly dressed for this."
"It's just Rebecca," Thomas said. "She's our company lawyer. And you already look lovely."
"Everything is happening so fast. I just came here the other day and—"
"Why don't we talk about school instead? Aren't you graduating this year?" he asked, probably just to start another conversation. I had a feeling it's to make my senses calm, but it wasn't working.
"I'm always busy with my thesis," I answered anyway. "I'm in the middle of finishing the program I'm developing with my team. But I'm getting help, so don't worry."
"Are you happy with this type of career? Your mother told me you have a knack for painting."
"Hello, Scarlet. I heard a lot about you. I hope we can get along." She smiled politely, and we shook hands.
"Hi. It's a pleasure to meet you too," I responded simply.
"Well, why don't we continue this discussion in the dining room?" Thomas joined in. "After you, Rebecca."
"Sure, Mr. Alejandro." Before she released my hand, she left a soft and gentle squeeze. I hated to admit it, but I could tell that she was a lovely person too.
I responded with a smile. Thomas and Mom lead her first to the dining area. I stood still as I watched the three of them laugh together at something I couldn't hear anymore. I even saw Mom tucked a few hair strands behind her ears, the way she did when I said something funny.
"Not coming?"
I jumped in surprise when I heard Luke's pure male voice behind me. I rolled my eyes.
"What now?"
He raised an eyebrow. "What's with your reaction?" He clicked his tongue twice, then shook his head. "Nice shorts, by the way." He winked at me and walked away, leaving me open-mouthed.
I looked at myself and suddenly became self-conscious. I instantly regretted that I did not wear anything better. But what hit me and got my cheeks burning in embarrassment was when I realized that I had worn my shorts inside out.

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