SOME THINGS ARE MEANT TO BE

CHAPTER 65

She must be having a great time with another man at that place. At the thought of this, he became unusually irritated. He had a feeling that tonight would be a sleepless night for him.

He had another drink. As he had suspected, his eyes had been wide open the whole night. The next day, he stood up and picked up a piece of paper from the table. It was the divorce papers. Everything would end today.

Maria rubbed both her eyes as she opened the door. “Who is it?” A man wearing a cap stood at the doorstep.

“Hi, this is the milk that you ordered.”

Maria slanted her head. She had not ordered any milk.

“It was ordered by your mistress. I am just here to deliver it.” The man explained upon seeing a motionless Maria.

Maria nodded her head and let him in.

Not before she glanced around at the surrounding to make sure that there were no signs of any paparazzi did she sighed in relief. Weren’t they tired at all? It was frustrating that they blocked the way every day. These paparazzi had no morals. She sighed again, “Ay, Madam is so pitiful. They were still fine a few days ago. What happened to cause such a drastic change? It was that woman’s fault. Yes. What was her name? Ruby, the shameless home wrecker.

“I can tell at one glance that she’s not a good person.”

Those home wrecking women were the ones she hated the most.

She walked to the door of Julianna’s bedroom and knocked. “Madam, it’s time to wake up.”

The door did not open; neither was there an answer even though she had waited a long time. She started to get worried, wondering if something was wrong. Could her mistress had committed suicide?

She became anxious as beads of cold sweat appeared on her forehead.

There was a bang.

She shoved the door opened, but she was stunned at the scene she had witnessed. She screamed.

Julianna opened her eyes, half asleep. No one knew when a crowd of paparazzi had started to appear in her room, constantly taking her photos. She shielded her eyes from the blinding flashes and turned her head. It was then that she realized she was not alone on the bed. A strange man was with her, undressed.

“Mrs. Julianna , who is this man? What is your relationship?”

“Is he your lover?”

“When did you start? Is Mr. Diego aware of this? Is this all for revenge against Mr. Diego? Or were you seeking excitement?”

Question after question, all clear-cut. Julianna lowered her eyelashes, not hearing them as she pressed her hand on her stomach.

Diego, you are really ruthless.

Maria returned to her senses and shouted, “What are you doing? This is trespassing into private property.” She hastily proceeded to push the pervasive crowd, but their flashes kept blinking. Julianna merely looked at them, silent as the man beside her cowered. There was no need for an explanation for this moment.

It was so obvious.

Diego’s wife, Julianna, was hiding a lover. She was caught in the act of a******y.

This scandal was more sensational than Ruby being the third party.

That man put on his clothes in a hurry and sneaked out. Who would have believed the cheating when he had not even looked at her once, not a word either?

“Madam...” Maria wrung her fingers and looked at Julianna in front of her, at a loss of what to do. How could such a thing happen? There was someone in the madam’s room, and it was a strange man that she had never seen before. If not for the madam stealing people, where else would the man have come from?

“Maria, go out first.” Julianna continued lying on the bed, covering herself tightly with the blanket. Maria moved her lips for a long time, wanting to ask but the words were not coming out—wanting to leave but her legs were not moving. At last, she closed the door.

The door closed, and the usual silence ensued. Julianna bit her finger hard. Oh, Diego. He really was so harsh. He would treat her this way for the sake of his beloved’s reputation. The first time, he had forced her into another man’s bed; and the second time, he let a man in her bed.

She curled her body up tightly. Her left hand cramped hard and hurt, and so did her abdomen.

She clenched her hand which had the deep teeth mark where she had bitten it. You must stay strong, baby, she thought. Mommy will be alright. She’ll definitely be alright, right? We will both be alright. We’ll live our lives well, even without the man called Diego.

She buttoned up her clothes at the chest. She did not feel anything different about her body, and so she knew that the man was merely putting up a show and did not really touch her.

She could already imagine that by tomorrow—no, perhaps not even tomorrow—she would be known by all as a slut, as a shameless woman, or what else?

She put on a shirt effortfully, opened the door, and went out. Maria bit her lips and stared, the look in her eyes making Julianna uncomfortable. Indeed, there was no one in the world who would believe her.

She sat on the sofa and waited.

The door was pushed open vigorously, and the cold aura appeared in front of her again, sweeping away all her senses. She didn’t need to lift her head to know who entered.

Who else could it be but Diego?

He flung a piece of paper on her face, to the point where her face hurt a little. She looked down and saw a newspaper. Sure enough, she had made the headlines. Wasn’t that her on the photograph?

In all her life, she just realized that she was actually quite photogenic?

“Julianna. Look at what you did.” Diego smiled coldly, his eyes narrowing into a cold beam.

Julianna only raised her head indifferently, her face deathly still. “Isn’t this what you want?” She smiled. It was an ironic smile, but the smile made Diego’s heart ache sharply. It seemed that in front of her, he was utterly unsightly.

Diego threw out another piece of paper. “Sign the divorce papers. You don’t deserve any of the Hanson family’s properties.” He looked down to see Julianna smile slightly, suddenly feeling like he had difficulty breathing. Did she know something?

“I don’t want anything that belongs to you, not anymore.” Julianna laughed bleakly. She didn’t want it. Her child was her own.

Diego’s body flinched suddenly. He didn’t know why, but he felt like he was going to lose something very important, making his heart ache with an empty pain.

He had indeed ruined her completely, but why was he not the slightest bit happy?

He was not as in bliss as he thought. He was not as excited as he had imagined.

“Sign it quickly!” He urged impatiently. Julianna picked up the pen and scrawled her name, while the man’s signature was lively and vibrant. He must have already signed it way beforehand. It must have been difficult for him to put in so much effort to put on such a show just to chase her away.