Hate To Love You My Billionaire Lover

The man looked helpless and turned his eyes to Arianna.

Arianna said gently, “With health, you have more opportunities to enjoy yourself.”

“Well spoken.” Susan slowly squeezed a smile and asked her loyal guard, the man in gray, to order a drink that was “extremely beneficial to her health.”

“You look much better now. How is your recovery?” Arianna asked politely.

“At least still alive.” Susan spoke, like talking about the weather, “How are you doing?”

“Just like usual.” Arianna thought about the wording and narrated.

“If I could go back to your current age and health, I would make the most of everyday living happily.”

“I am doing very well now.” Arianna corrected the previous statement with a positive tone.

“That’s good.”

When Arianna and Charles were able to meet face-to-face with Travis and Susan, she finally doubted the rationality of Probability.

Charles took her to watch the opera “Madama Butterfly.”

The performance was very formal, and the dressing requirements for the audience were strict. At the end of the performance, they went out of the theater hall along with the crowd. The weather just changed outside. It was very cold with a chilly wind. Arianna was wearing a satin shawl which was still too little for the cold, and their car was parked at a distance.

Charles took off his suit jacket and put it on her, held her waist with one arm, and successfully blocked the cold wind for her. They walked slowly in the wind leaning against each other, and they met another couple who walked in the same style.

In fact, Travis’s driver was driving toward them, but they managed to meet Arianna and Charles.

It was very dark, with no moon. Arianna could have pretended she did not see anyone, but Charles said, “Hello, Mr. Cooper and Mrs. Cooper. You guys look good.” He shook hands with Travis with one hand, another hand still holding Arianna’s waist.

Travis said, “Hello,” too, and there was no more. Arianna had night blindness. She could not see people clearly, so she simply lowered her head.

Susan said a few words with Charles in the night wind. The content ranged from the change of weather to the opera and Charles’s recent promotion. When she was leaving, she grabbed Arianna’s hand and said softly, “Charles is really picky in choosing a girlfriend.”

Charles drove Arianna home and didn’t talk all the way. Arianna put the newly bought Madama Butterfly’s soundtrack into the car CD player, picked the famous aria Un bel di vedremo, and the beautiful female singer’s voice was scattered in the car.

When the female singer’s voice got to the highest tone, Charles said, “Do you know Susan too?”

“I met her when I was buying something.”

“She looks very interested in you. She is rarely interested in women.”

“You look familiar with her.”

“She was a schoolmate of mine during high school, two grades higher than I.”

“Oh.”

“Stay away from her. That woman is equal to trouble.”

“Okay.”

After a long while, she replayed the song again.

“You just like this song?” Charles asked.

“I only have an impression of this one. I cannot remember others.”

“By the way, you are the only lady who did not cry after watching that opera, in my opinion. “Have you watched this opera many times?”

Charles laughed, “I thought you would focus on ‘I watched this opera with many women’.”

“It’s certainly boring for one person to watch it, and it will be more boring for two men to watch it together, so it’s normal you were accompanied by a female companion. I’m just wondering, it looks like you did not enjoy this opera at all. Why did you watch it so many times? Did your former girlfriends love this opera?”

“Your way of thinking is special enough. The women I mentioned included my mom, grandmother, cousin, and niece… and they all cried after watching it every time. Don’t you think the heroine of this story is so pathetic and miserable?”

“She had to take responsibility for the man and life she chose, right?”

“Arianna, haven’t I told you before that you are so special?”

“I take it as a compliment.”

“Sure, it is a compliment.”

“Thank you.”

****

The relationship between Arianna and Charles was going well. They had studied in the same country with similar majors, as well as common preferences and topics.

In a few months, Charles put a slim ring on her middle finger.

Charles was the kind of person with a soft appearance but a tough character to the bone.

At that time, he held her hand, and she wanted to pull back gently, but he gripped hard. She tried and failed.

In fact, Arianna could use greater strength to get rid of his hands, but she chose to let him put the ring on her middle finger and kiss her hand.

Charles said, “I know that the timing is not right, and you are not ready. But I ask you to give me a chance to wait.”Content © copyrighted by NôvelDrama.Org.

Arianna thought, just let it be. After all, Charles was indeed an ideal partner for marriage. In fact, she never really painted in her mind what the future marriage partner should look like or expected.

It’s nothing more than a man, not too bad, who had a serious occupation, loved her, without any personality issues, etc.

And Charles outshined all the aspects of her standard.

Arianna once again doubted the law in her life. She could easily lose something normal to ordinary people, and she could also easily get good luck peculiar to ordinary people. Was it a kind of compensation to her by her destiny?

Arianna had been living happily these days. She made friends with some new colleagues and got along well with them. Her old colleagues often called her to party together, and even some of the friends she met while traveling also contacted her online. Her life circle suddenly grew a lot bigger.

Arianna found a lot of money in her old account, which scared her a lot at first. She made a phone call to consult and knew the money was the profit gained with her own shares and the shares inherited from her grandfather. The Sanchez Group had turned from deficits to profit since last year. She did not expect that to happen. She then resumed the habit of morning jogging and evening yoga, and her physical and mental states were both very good. All in all, her life was now full of sunshine.