Arielle Moore and Vinson Nightshire

Chapter 1653 Revenge

"I'm going to eat and gain some weight," Alicia mumbled, tears brimming in her eyes.

She realized that she had been quick to shed a tear recently. It was as if her body was trying to rid itself of the decades of tears that she never shed.

"I shall wait as you put on weight and become all chubby," Aaron said indulgingly as he pinched her chin. "I'm going to the church. Are you going to stay here or are you heading back to the apartment?" He had actually asked his chauffeur to bring Alicia here because he wanted to see her. Now that Aaron had seen her, it was time for him to leave.

"I'll head back to the apartment to wait for you." Alicia eyed Aaron with her reddened eyes and said, "Condolences to you and your family."

The chauffeur was waiting right outside the door. Alicia turned around to leave right after. She had not seen Aaron for a long time, and she wished she could stay and be in his company for a little while more. Hence, she kept looking back on her shoulders with every couple of steps she took.

Aaron was completely disarmed by her adorable little gestures. He strode forward as he eyed her poignant manner. Unable to restrain himself further, he reached out to grab her arm and planted a kiss on her lips.

Alicia was initially taken aback, but she soon closed her eyes and reciprocated his kiss. Aaron had been confined for one whole week-a week that had felt like a miserable year. She desperately wanted to surrender herself to him, feeling his warmth wrapped around her body. Only then would she be sure that the man was indeed right in front of her, and that she was not dreaming.

Her hands glided over his body, fueling the desire that was burning in him.

"Alicia!" Aaron parted from her lips and eyed her with his deep-set eyes as he said in a hoarse voice, "Quit playing around."

The chauffeur was still waiting for her right outside the door, and he had to go to the church to mourn the king later.

"Aaron, I want it," she said as she wrapped her hands around his arm and tipped her toes as she planted another kiss on his lips.

Their culture did not refrain junior members of the family to refrain from engaging in intimacy upon the passing of senior members of the family. Hence, Aaron did not restrain himself and carried the seductive little minx off into his room without hesitation.

After the passionate exchange, Alicia still found it difficult to part with Aaron. However, she understood that the man had to leave right then. She turned around and climbed on top of him as she kissed him on the lips. "I'm going to wait for you at the apartment."

Then, she put on her clothes and left.

When Aaron was all dressed up and went out the door, the chauffeur had already left with her. He went to the church in a car that the queen mother had arranged.

Celeste had arrived at the church at the same time. Her eyes turned red at the sight of Aaron.

"You've grown thinner." Celeste sobbed as she eyed her son.

Aaron noticed that a white strand of hair had appeared on Celeste's hair and felt a sharp sting in his heart.

Mother must have been worried sick when I was confined.

"I have worried you, Mother," he said.

Celeste caressed Aaron's cheeks and said nothing. It was only natural for a mother to be worried about her child.

"Go and take a look at your father," she merely said.

Aaron nodded and headed toward the casket.

Upon spotting his father lying motionless in the casket, Aaron felt a great sense of despair and guilt wash over him.

If I had not been hasty and listened to Grandma, Father would not have...

Aaron felt nothing but burning wrath for the queen mother right then. That wretched woman had made me an unfilial and disloyal son.

Father, I will avenge you. Aaron eyed Dylan and swore a vow right then.

Celeste went back to the palace after seeing Aaron. There were a lot of things that required her attention following Dylan's death.

A dark shadow swished past the heavily guarded church right after she left. Aaron's eyes darkened when he registered the face of the intruder.