SOME THINGS ARE MEANT TO BE

CHAPTER 50

“You saw it all?” Anton sighed softly and took her hand, walking towards the door. She should visit the doctor for her injury. It would be such a pity for a woman to have a wound on her face.

Julianna raised her head and looked at the man in front of her whom she had only met a few times, dazed. “You deliberately made me see them, didn’t you?” Her voice was quiet and small, fragile to the point of almost vanishing.

Her heart... was actually hurt to the core.

“Yes.” Anton nodded. “There’s not much difference between finding out earlier and find out later; you’ll find out eventually. Cousin has another woman now, and her name is Ruby . They met at a banquet.

“Haven’t you realized that she resembles someone?” Anton said without denial. The whole world knew, but she was still waiting foolishly for a man who did not love her.

Resemble someone? Julianna’s face turned even paler. That slightly curved lips, that mischievous and delicate face, and those eyes—all were indeed similar.

Extremely similar.

Diana!

He had never forgotten Diana. If he wanted a replacement, she could do it, too. If he was willing to, she could become Diana—as long as he could love her.

She was left with no love now, but it wasn’t that simple. It was not as if others would give her a chance even if he was willing.

“You realized, right? Cousin loves Diana so much; it’s impossible for him to forget her. He just took pity on you.”

Anton wanted to sigh and reprimand her at the same time. This woman was as stubborn as a mule. Did she really want to go head first into death? They turned again and left. She was bound to die at his cousin’s hands. However, he did not know that what Diego wanted did not stop at this. He really thought light of Diego.

In the hospital, the doctor was treating Julianna’s wound. It was not serious, but it still required two stitches. Through it all, she was just dazed—not shouting out in pain, not verbalizing the pain, and not even furrowing her eyebrows.

She was like a log.

That was because her heart was in much more pain than her body.

“Okay, just make sure it doesn’t come into contact with water. However, it might leave a faint scar, but it doesn’t matter. If you don’t wish to have plastic surgery, you can cover it by letting your hair down.”

“Thank you.” Julianna lowered her eyes blandly and touched her forehead with her fingers lightly. It would not heal, huh? It’s forever there.

“Don’t touch it; it’ll hurt.” Anton grabbed her hand hastily.

He cared about her too much, but there was no helping it. She had made his heart skip a beat at first sight after all. However, after realizing her identity, he became even more worried. He fully understood and was very clear about it; all he was doing now had nothing to do with love. It was just pity.

He sympathized with her, and he pitied her.

“Hurt?” Julianna asked Anton strangely. “You said it hurts, but why can’t I feel it?” She pressed again. It truly did not hurt, probably because she was numb from all the pains.

All of a sudden, Anton felt his eyes prick a little. Who was the one who stole the radiant smile that should have belonged on her face? Who was the one destroyed all the love in this woman? Who was the one who made a woman unable to feel even pain? He had a feeling that this woman’s soul was being destroyed. Cousin, you’re really heartless, really cruel.

“The pain here will heal. It will just leave a scar, but it can be covered.” Julianna said to herself. “What about here?” She placed her hand above her chest. “If I’m wounded here, how do I treat it?”

Her questions made Anton speechless, unsure of how to answer her.

“I’ll send you back home.” He hesitated but could only say this one sentence. If he stayed any longer, he really would not know how to face her.

His heart really ached for her.

Julianna shook her head and stood up, her hand still against her forehead. “It’s okay, I’ll go home myself.” She headed outside, but after taking a few steps, she turned around and bowed deeply to Anton.

“Thank you so much for today.”

She said dispiritedly and then walked out like a ghost. Even her footsteps seemed soulless.

She walked outside. The graphite sky seemed to weigh down on her low spirits, and the wind blew relentlessly at her clothes, cold and desolate.

Not long after, it started to drizzle; and most of the people started to seek shelter from the rain. The rain was not heavy, but because of the wind, it made the weather colder.

Julianna placed her hand on her face. “It was so cold,” she mumbled to herself subconsciously and then walked into the rain. Raindrops landed on her body, and soon, her clothes were drenched.

When Anton rushed out of the hospital, he could not see the woman anymore.

He took out his phone in a hurry and dialed a number.

“Hello, cousin. I can’t find cousin-in-law. It’s raining now, and she has a wound on her head. The doctor said it shouldn’t come into contact with water. What should we do?”

The other end of the line was silent, and then an abnormally cold voice said, “Let her be.”

“But cousin, aren’t you worried?” Anton asked persistently. He did not believe that Diego’s heart was made of stone. She was his wife, not anyone else. Even if he did not have feelings towards her, there should at least be some sense of responsibility.

“She won’t die.” The cold and heartless voice made Anton’s eyebrows furrow, and he put down the phone in his hand. His heart was really made of stone. Any woman who would fall in love with him was doomed to suffer, and those that were hated by him would end up destroyed.

He walked into the rain, resigned. Fine, if Diego wouldn’t look for her, he—Anton—would.

“Diego, what’s wrong?” Ruby sat at one side and asked him quizzically. She placed the freshly brewed coffee in front of Diego.

“Nothing.” Diego let Ruby sit on his laps and reached his hand out to caress her long hair. It felt nice, but he felt like he liked a softer hair texture more.

“Diego, the woman just now was your wife, right?” Ruby lowered her eyes, her eyes flashing with some tears.

“I feel like I really shouldn’t do this. I’ve become a bad woman, wrecking your family, and I...”

She wanted to continue, but Diego captured her lips in a flash, swallowing her unsaid words.

“Don’t worry, you have me. I’ll divorce her. Fret not, I’ll let you marry me rightly.” He left her lips, and his hold tightened on the woman in his arms. He would not let his woman suffer in any way. Diana was gone, and this woman was the one he should be treasuring—he reminded himself constantly. Otherwise, his heart would be wavered by another scary feeling.

It was a feeling that he never wanted to see.

Ruby wound her hands around Diego’s waist. She did not know why, but despite what he said, there was still unease in her heart.

She raised her head and saw a disoriented look on the man’s handsome face. It was a look she seldom saw on him.

He was overbearing, mature, cold, stubborn, and superior. He could defeat his enemies ruthlessly, effortlessly. He could be cold and heartless, and he could be loveless. However, he should never be in a daze like now.