Hate To Love You My Billionaire Lover

Travis continued, “The Sanchez Group is a real mess now, and they need someone to take the blame. You and your grandfather are the best choices. Arianna, I tried to warn you of your interests and risks when you signed our agreement, but it appears that the situation has worsened. The people your grandfather trusted are attacking him harder than I ever would have.”

He took a deep breath, “And I don’t think you can deal with them. Where were you planning to take your grandfather to hide? And with what money? Plus, aren’t you afraid now that he would kill you in the middle of the night?”

Arianna’s eyes widened in panic. She could not speak and simply looked at him with a hopeless expression. He confirmed every worry she had about the future.

“As for me, I’m not a good person, and I know you think that too. I prefer those who are looking to end an agreement early to fulfill their payment responsibilities. So if you do choose to end early and leave the withstanding payments, my plan is to throw Mr. Sanchez in prison for the rest of his crazy life, further ruining his reputation. Do you think he is crazy now? Just wait until the humiliation kicks in.”

Arianna cried, “Are you human? Do you even have a soul? What can an old, crazy man on his deathbed do to harm you?”This is from NôvelDrama.Org.

“Many years ago, I wanted to ask your grandfather the same questions. Why was he so inhumane? That woman lost everything because of him, and he still would not let her go. If he can answer me, I will answer you.” Travis said calmly.

“But what did I do wrong? What have I done to you? Why don’t you just let me go?” Arianna was choking on her tears. She tried to hold them back to avoid drawing unwanted attention.

“Miss Jenkins, if your memory still works, please think carefully. You threw yourself into my office. I gave you a deal, and you later accepted it. You are the only thing keeping me from imprisoning Franco Sanchez.”

Arianna knew this was true. She did not respond but instead cried quietly until her tears dried up. He put a warm, wet towel on her palm for her to wipe her face.

But she immediately threw the towel back at him, or so she thought. She forgot that her energy was low, so the towel simply fell to the floor right beside her bed.

Her stubbornness was irritating Travis. He picked up the towel, grabbed her jaw with one hand, and wiped her face with the towel in the other hand. It felt like he was using excessive force to mock her lack of strength. Her jaw felt like it was bruising, and her skin felt like it was getting peeled off with each swipe.

When he began rubbing her lips, she seized the opportunity and bit the back of his hand with her remaining strength. Travis stopped moving and watched her without trying to break free.

Arianna bit hard, but there was no blood. She only felt pain in her teeth. She opened her mouth and leaned back, closed her eyes, and stopped talking. The tears that dried up a moment ago were back, streaming down her cheeks and into her neck and mouth, tasting salty and warm.

There was no sound in the room. She sat on the bed for a long time without moving. She had almost forgotten that he was there. But his voice came again, causing her brain to start throbbing.

“Arianna, do you think you are the first to be innocent yet experience suffering? My mother was innocent too. She was even younger than you when she met your uncle. Her only mistake was falling in love with your family member. Don’t be so naïve and blind that you can’t see what he did to her.”

“She lost your uncle too, you know. Just because she wasn’t ready to elope didn’t mean that she didn’t love him. Didn’t she pay that same price when he died? But your grandfather would not let her go because she didn’t commit suicide to follow your uncle into the underworld. She was pushed so hard that she could not live or die.”

“Even if my mother owed a life to your family, then what did I do wrong? What did my father do wrong? We were poor. We weren’t even worthy of washing your grandfather’s car. Why couldn’t he just let us live a simple life?”

“And you think now that you have your own situation to deal with is a good enough reason for me to let you go? When my father died, and my mother was losing her mind, your grandfather didn’t let us go. Maybe I should be grateful to him. If he had let us go, I wouldn’t have had that vengeful drive. Maybe I would just be a chef or a mechanic. I would never have had this opportunity without him giving me a reason to fight.”

“The old man hit you once, and you don’t want to live anymore. Try to get some perspective, for God’s sake, Arianna. I lived with my mad mother for ten years. I didn’t dare, nor could I afford to send her to a psychiatric hospital because I was worried I’d lose her forever. Do you know what it was like for her to act normal around others and only be unstable with me?”

“Presumably, my existence guilted her into staying alive, so she put all her hatred on me. I was ten years old and grew up with a suicidal mother who resented me. How do you think I survived all these years?”

“When you’re with me, you may feel disgusted. And every time you’re under me, do you feel like you want to die? If I told you that in order for me to be qualified to take revenge on your grandfather, I would have to have done much more disgusting things than you. Would that make you feel any better?”

It was the first time Travis had said so many words to her. Arianna knew some of his stories before, but now she learned the missing details. Travis narrated his story smoothly and coolly as if he was reading out instructions. Arianna was shocked by both the story and his lack of emotion.