SOME THINGS ARE MEANT TO BE

CHAPTER 57

Julianna opened her eyes slowly as she felt a presence beside her, which made her feel longing and pain. She turned to her other side and blinked, two beads of tears rolling down her face from the corner of her eyes. They were clean and clear. It made him look colder, and it irritated him further. He hated the sound of her crying, her tears, and her face. He hated everything about her without any reason.

“Ah Diego, are you here for me?” Julianna sat up, reached out with her slightly reddened fingers, and held on tightly to his clothes. “Ah Diego, please don’t be mad at me. I can change. I can really change. Just don’t leave me. Can we stop fighting?”

She was sobbing so badly. Her love for him was tearing her apart. Did he really not love her? Could he not be moved by her?

Not even in the slightest bit?

“Ah Diego, can we go back to the way it was before? I will listen to everything you say.” She looked up with the faintest smile on her lips. Her voice was so soft that it sounded like she had used all her energy and will.

“Will you?” Diego’s voice sounded so indifferent, it caused her fingers to tremble.

“Yes.” She nodded her head once, hard. She could do it. She could really do it.

“What if I asked you to die—to go keep Diana company?”

Diego suddenly grabbed her chin. That face before him was ashen. Although his lips were somewhat curled, there was not a hint of a smile.

Julianna’s lips parted, her fingers held on tighter to his clothes. “I’m sorry—anything but this.” She shook her head... not because she didn’t want to; neither was she afraid to die. It was because she wanted to be in his company. Not Diana’s.

If he was the one dead, she would definitely keep him company. She would not have allowed him to be lonely. They would have each other on the way to the netherworld.

She wanted him to stay well and alive. She wanted to keep loving him, even if this love had exceeded what she could withstand.

“Ha... you’re indeed a woman who doesn’t mean what she says. You’re a liar, right to the core.” Diego flung her hands away heartlessly. He did not care that they were already bruised and mangled from his stomping feet.

“I’m not.” Julianna grasped her fingers tightly. She had not lied to anyone before or said things that she had not meant. She had never lied to him.

She shook her head. “I haven’t. I’ve never lied to you.”

“Is it?” Again, the same words. Diego sneered as he towered over her; the woman was so haggard she looked like a ghost. She never lied to him? How dare she say that.

“You said you did not cause Diana’s death? Did you?” Diego’s cold, hard voice filled with hate. He reached out and placed his hand on her face. She had an innocent face, and her skin was so smooth. It was all to allow her to lie.

“No, I did not.” Julianna shook her head. “I did not cause Diana’s death.” She had not done anything wrong. Why would no one believe her? She has repeated it a thousand times—ten thousand times. Must the name ‘Diana’ follow her for the rest of her life?

“You said you didn’t threaten Ruby to make her leave me?” Diego’s fingers seemed to release some of its strength; however, the tone of his voice sounded more serious.

Julianna continued to shake her head. “No. I didn’t.” She had met Ruby. She had never threatened her. She only pleaded for her to leave.

“You dare to deny. You’re indeed a liar.” Diego removed his fingers. He swung his hand and landed it on the colorless face with a loud smack. Soon, a red handprint appeared clearly on her face.

“You have already caused Diana’s death. I won’t allow you to harm Ruby .”

The cold warning rang continuously in Julianna’s ears which seemed to tear her heart into half. She placed her hand on her face. It was burning with pain. He had hit her, viciously and heartlessly.

Tears fell silently, landing between her fingers. She could vividly feel the coolness on her fingertips, the cold in her heart.

“Do you think you’ve sacrificed a lot for me?” A bloodthirsty look appeared in Diego’s eyes as he neared Julianna, determined to hurt her till the end.

How could he let her off when she dared to harm his Ruby ?

“Do you really think that I should be grateful because you slept with another man? You are filthy. You know what you are?” He continued ruthlessly, “You are like a dirty and disgusting w***e who will take any man to bed. Tell me what it is, if not cheap.” Every word was cruel and heartless. He had completely diminished her value until nothing was left, including her struggles.

Julianna covered her ears and bit down hard on her lip. No... no. She was not. She was not. She had wanted to help him.

“How can you compare yourself to Diana? To Ruby ? With your dirty and disgusting body—or that hypocritical face?”

Diego’s expression was cruel and callous. In his eyes, now, Julianna was not even a fly.

“Ha...” He suddenly laughed a laugh that did not reach his eyes. “Was I supposed to be grateful that you spent a night with another man because of me?”

Julianna’s lips quivered. She could not rebut nor could she explained herself.

“You are silly. You are very silly.” Diego looked her in the eye, and she saw her pathetic self in his. “You seriously think that I, Diego, will use my wife in exchange with a contract? You thought that Hanson’s Enterprise will fall just like that?

“Everything was a pretense that I orchestrated. I put you on another man’s bed on purpose.”

Julianna was stunned, her mind blanked. What he said had sent her into hell, unable to escape. He had done it on purpose. He had allowed another man to abuse her on purpose. Everything was his doing.

Why... why did he do this to her? What had she done wrong? She was not just anyone but his wife. What kind of hatred would cause a man to make a cuckold out of himself?

“AAHHH...!” Julianna suddenly held her head and began screaming, one after another until she sounded hoarse. Finally, only her whimpering could be heard. It couldn’t be. It could not be. He lied to her. He must have lied to her.

Diego watched coldly, enjoying the devastating way that she was crying. He sneered, unmoved by the scene. Only he knew that his mind had begun to descend into a state of chaos, instead of the excitement and happiness that he thought he would feel. In the end, he was wrong.