SOME THINGS ARE MEANT TO BE

CHAPTER 19

“Diego.” Both hands shook tightly, and both eyes contained cruelty and ruthlessness—something familiar to them both. In that instance, they became demons, ready to tear their prey apart.

However, no one knew that the next time they would meet, they would realize that actually...

“It’s my treat this time.” The guy turned back and drank a few cups of alcohol. Diego said a word of thanks, but he still took some money from his wallet and placed it on the counter.

The man swept up the notes on the table and smiled. The smile was that of an angel but was dark like that of a demon.

Yes, the best way to destroy a woman is not through her body, nor through her heart, but her soul.

He gulped down another cup of alcohol. He wasn’t drunk; rather, he was sobering up.

Diego walked out and stood outside the building. Bright colors from the bar had illuminated him. His sullen face showed an unfathomable expression as always.

“Julianna, there is no way you’ll stop loving me. If you do, how can we continue playing?”

He smiled, but his eyes flashed with an indescribable iciness.

Julianna sat up when she heard the door slam shut. She looked at the western-style clock hanging on the wall. It was already past midnight. She had been sleeping for so long. The door opened, and the first thing she saw was a pair of legs belonging to a man and a pair of well-polished branded leather shoes from Italy.

A pair of long, lean legs clad in a tuxedo followed after. It was a perfect mix of beauty and strength.

She delicately looked up, her eyes stopping at his legs. She didn’t need to look at his face to know what his expression was, for he never showed her any pleasant expressions.

“Why? Now you don’t even want to glance at me?” The man’s voice grew closer, and she just blinked helplessly. It wasn’t as if she did not want to look at him. Instead, she was just scared that she might not have the strength to go on anymore.

“I’ll go fill the bathtub for you.” She turned around and passed him, as if escaping, but Diego grabbed her extremely thin arm. The moment he placed his hand on her, he felt that she had lost weight again. Was there no one in the house to make food for her, or was she trying to starve herself?

The two of them froze in their steps, neither willing to speak first.

Julianna struggled weakly. “Can you please let go of me?” She pleaded. She didn’t want to fight with him because she knew what harm would come her way if she did so. She had to be strong for her to go on.

How much more helpless voice and silence does she need before it’s enough?

He lifted her chin while she slightly lowered her eyes. She still could not clearly see the emotions in the eyes of the man in front of her.

His world was too complicated. He was too complicated. She was unable to see clearly. She was a blank paper, but he was looking at her through a colored lens.

“Have you become skinnier?” His hand gently caressed her face as the words thoughtlessly escaped his lips.

“Do you even care?” She released a bitter laugh, her pale face having lost more than just her smile.

Diego’s eyes darkened. Her self-hatred made him fairly uncomfortable. Where did her temper go? Where did her usual gaze of admiration go?

What did she do to Julianna that he knew?

He finally released her arm. Julianna turned around again, it etched an unspeakable sadness in her eyes.

She had only taken a few steps before a pair of steel-like arms wound around her waist tightly from the back.

“Diego, let go of me, please.” She’d rather let him be cruel. His occasional kindness gave her hope, hope that he would destroy it again with his own hands.

If he wanted to hate, then hate her completely without showing any gentleness, for she could not take any of it.

‘We’re both lonely.” Diego’s arms tightened. She was in a daze, and she almost felt as if both hearts became closer.

Lonely. She had always been lonely. And it seemed that he was, too.

He seemed to be at the top of the world, but he was, in fact, truly alone.

Her lips moved slightly, but she did not say anything in the end.

They were like two cacti, wanting to, but scared to be close. Just a little bit closer and either one would get pierced with the thorns. They would end up with a bruised body.

Diego narrowed his eyes and lowered his head onto Julianna ’s shoulders, and it stunned her. She was indirectly blaming him for his cruelty, but really, who was being the cruel one here?

“I have always been this merciless.” He placed his hand on her face, gliding across gently. “If I am not cruel to others, I will be the one to die. I have everything, but the reality is that all I have is nothing. You don’t know how long I’ve waited for Diana. After all these years, she was the only one who could make me feel like I’m living.”

“She was the one I had chosen since I was young. She was extremely adorable then, and so the moment I laid eyes on her, I decided that she was to be my future wife.”

“I waited and waited until she was old enough, and yet she still left me after she had grown older. Julianna , I am cruel to you, but aren’t you the crueler one here? Do you know how I continued living after losing Diana ? Hating you has become my life. If I don’t hate you, how can I bear the pain of losing Diana ?”

He placed his hand on her lips at last. “Julianna , don’t blame me. You’re not innocent. You killed my beloved Diana and hence, I will make you pay.”

Then he lowered his head and pressed his lips on hers. “Why aren’t you showing any resistance? I can’t bear hurting you if you’re like this.”

Suddenly, all Julianna heard was him saying he could not bear hurting her. Her already ice-cold heart started beating again. He could not bear to hurt her?

Diego tasted her tears between his lips—salty and bitter—the most genuine of tears.

“Julianna , what kind of woman are you? Why can’t I see any trace of guilt, fear, and regret in you? You can even sleep in my matrimonial bedroom with Diana . What exactly are you thinking?”

He looked up, straight at her eyes—they were shining brighter and brighter. Those eyes were so clear, so beautiful, yet why did she have such a wicked heart?

“You love me so much you won’t even spare your own sister?” He murmured. His voice was light in her ears but it pierced harshly through her heart.

She had already said that she did not kill anyone, and yet was there anyone who would believe her all this while?

‘Julianna , if I send you to hell, I wonder if you’ll hate me instead of loving me?’ His lips gently massaged her own lips until she opened them. Those were the only words he ever said.

Yet he didn’t know the day she went to hell, he was actually already hell himself.