Fireflies in Midnight Silence By Aria Bennett 19

Fireflies in Midnight Silence By Aria Bennett 19 Summary

Hubery coldly commands his bodyguard to remove the Peterson women, including Maureen, from the scene, insisting they be treated properly but warning that the Calvert family will handle their own revenge. He focuses on Maureen, his sister, vowing to deal with her personally and to make Ms. Peterson suffer the same fate. The bodyguard violently drags Maureen away despite her terrified screams and pleas, striking her to silence her and leaving her injured and broken.

 

Samuel watches silently, unable or unwilling to intervene as Maureen is taken away. Afterward, Hubery confronts Samuel about seeking forgiveness from Paula. Samuel, desperate and remorseful, admits his fault and professes his love for Paula, willing to pay any price for her forgiveness. Hubery mocks Samuel’s sincerity and challenges him with a cruel test, throwing a dagger at his feet and daring him to prove his love.

 

Without hesitation, Samuel picks up the dagger and inflicts deep wounds on himself, stabbing first his thigh and then repeatedly his abdomen, enduring intense pain and bleeding heavily. Throughout this brutal self-punishment, Samuel is haunted by memories of hurting Paula, overwhelmed by guilt and regret, and ultimately collapses from blood loss. Hubery shows no sympathy, ordering Samuel to be taken away before he dies on the Calvert property and instructs servants to clean up the blood to keep Paula from being upset.

 

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Hubery’s eyes flicked towards Maureen, who was crouched on the cold ground, trembling, before shifting his gaze to Samuel standing nearby.

With a sharp nod, Hubery addressed the bodyguard standing silently by: “Why are you just standing there? Take these Peterson women away. And make sure they’re treated properly.”

A tense silence followed before Hubery added with a cold edge, “The Calvert family will settle our own scores.”

He glanced back at Maureen, his voice hardening. “My sister—that’s something I’ll handle personally.”

“And whatever Ms. Peterson has done to her, make sure she experiences the same treatment.”

Without hesitation, the bodyguard stepped forward, grabbing Maureen firmly by both arms and pulling her toward a nearby villa.

Maureen’s terrified scream pierced the air instantly. “No! No!!! Don’t take me! Let me go! Let me go!!! Someone, help!” Her voice cracked with panic.

But the bodyguard’s face remained impassive. Without warning, he struck her hard across the cheek, silencing her cries in an instant.

He was a tall, imposing man, his muscular frame honed from years of boxing. There was no mercy in the blow. Maureen’s head snapped to the side, dizziness washing over her in waves.

She slumped forward, coughing violently before spitting out blood mixed with two broken teeth.

When she tried to speak again, her voice was barely a whisper, weak and muffled: “Please… let me go… please…”

Hubery merely regarded her with a cold, half-smile, his eyes glinting with icy cruelty.

Across the courtyard, Samuel watched silently, his expression unreadable, offering no sign that he intended to intervene.

Maureen’s heart sank deeper, swallowed by a cold despair that seemed to freeze her very soul.

Only after Maureen had been dragged out of sight did Hubery turn to Samuel. “You want to ask Paula for forgiveness?”

Samuel’s reply was urgent, desperate. “Yes, if Paula can forgive me, I’ll pay any price.”

Hubery laughed, a mocking sound that echoed through the tense air. “So, you love her that much, huh?”

Samuel’s face drained of color, but his voice trembled with sincerity. “It’s my fault. I failed Paula. But I swear, not a single moment has passed when I didn’t love her.”

Hubery’s laughter turned scornful, then slowly faded, leaving his face blank and chillingly cold.

Without a word, he drew a dagger from his belt and tossed it at Samuel’s feet.

“Since you claim to love her, let’s see how sincere you really are.”

Samuel stared down at the dusty blade lying on the ground, instantly understanding the cruel test before him.

Without hesitation, he bent down, grasped the dagger, and pulled it free. Then, with grim determination, he plunged it deep into his own thigh.

A muffled, agonized groan escaped Samuel’s lips as his body wavered under the sudden pain.

His bodyguard’s face went pale with shock as he rushed forward. “Mr. Lloyd!”

Samuel raised a trembling hand to stop him. “Don’t come near.”

Hubery observed the scene with detached amusement before clapping his hands slowly. “Not bad.”

Samuel’s complexion was ghostly pale from the intense pain, cold sweat beading on his forehead.

As Hubery’s words faded, Samuel yanked the dagger out of his wounded thigh.

Blood sprayed across the floor as he drove the blade mercilessly into his abdomen.

Hubery narrowed his eyes and gestured with an open palm. “Keep going.”

The pain overwhelmed Samuel, forcing him to his knees. His face was ashen as he stared desperately toward Paulette’s room, though the heavy curtains remained tightly closed.

Summoning every ounce of strength, he pulled the dagger free once more and stabbed into his abdomen again.

The third strike.

Blood pooled rapidly on the floor beneath him, his face drained of all color.

As agony consumed him, Samuel’s thoughts drifted uncontrollably.

He saw the memory clearly—the room where he had left bloody marks on Paulette’s arms, her anguished expression etched in his mind.

Her cries of pain, her desperate pleas for him to stop—it haunted him. Yet he had been merciless, hurting her repeatedly.

Unable to hold back, tears of regret streamed down Samuel’s face as his body slowly collapsed, slipping into unconsciousness from blood loss.

Hubery sneered, turning to Samuel’s bodyguard with disdain. “Take him away. Don’t let him die on our doorstep and sully the Calvert mansion.”

The bodyguard hurried forward, administering emergency care before rushing Samuel to the hospital.

Hubery glanced down at the spreading pool of blood on the stone floor and instructed a nearby servant sharply, “Clean this up thoroughly. Don’t let Paula see it—she mustn’t be upset.”

Conclusion

 

The chapter closes on a harrowing note of pain and despair, where love and guilt intertwine in a brutal dance. Samuel’s desperate self-inflicted wounds reveal the depth of his remorse and the torment that consumes him, a poignant testament to the heavy burden of regret. Meanwhile, Maureen’s suffering under Hubery’s cold cruelty underscores the ruthless nature of the Calvert family’s vendetta, casting a chilling shadow over the fragile hope that lingers amidst the darkness.

 

In this tense moment, the characters are caught in a web of unforgiving consequences and emotional turmoil, their fates uncertain yet deeply entwined. The silent watchfulness of Samuel’s bodyguard and the cold efficiency of Hubery’s commands emphasize the harsh reality that surrounds them, leaving the reader with a lingering sense of sorrow and the fragile possibility of redemption still flickering in the midnight silence.

 

What to Expect in Next Chapter?

 

The next chapter promises to delve deeper into the tangled emotions and shifting power dynamics that grip the Calvert household. As Maureen’s fate hangs precariously, the cold cruelty of Hubery’s vendetta becomes ever more palpable, leaving readers to wonder just how far he will go to exact his revenge. The silence that shrouds Paulette’s room hints at secrets yet to be revealed, and the weight of Samuel’s desperate actions casts a long shadow over the unfolding drama.

 

Tensions simmer beneath the surface as loyalty, guilt, and love collide in unexpected ways. Samuel’s harrowing self-inflicted wounds raise questions about his true intentions and the price he is willing to pay for forgiveness, while Hubery’s icy demeanor suggests that the coming days will test the limits of everyone involved. Emotional stakes are higher than ever, and the next chapter will pull readers further into a world where pain and redemption intertwine in hauntingly unpredictable ways.