SOME THINGS ARE MEANT TO BE

CHAPTER 56

Sure enough, not long later, the door opened. Out rushed a terrified and frantic figure clad in white silk pajamas. She wasn’t even wearing a coat!

Diego opened the car door and pulled Ruby into the car without saying much. The car reversed at a fast speed and left the Ralph family’s condominium in a flash. Ruby stared at the man beside her anxiously. She twisted her fingers, holding them together and separating them continuously. She suddenly realized that she had been crying the moment she saw him, and tears were running down her whole face.

She couldn’t bear to let go of him.

Diego stopped the car and turned around, looking at the beautiful tear-streaked face. His eyes flashed quickly with something—as if this face overlapped with a certain scene in his memory. However, he wasn’t sure if it was Diana or Julianna.

He attached himself heavily to her lips, putting his hand over her head and kissing her lips hard—even moving the other hand down and under her pajamas. He had not been with a woman for a long time. He respected her and did not want to take her body so easily.

He put his hand on her breast and massaged it hard. She had long aroused his male instinct. Ruby could only accept his deep kisses passively. When his huge hands covered her, she gasped suddenly. She had never felt this strange feeling before.

A feeling that made her go crazy.

It made her heart skip a beat.

It made her weak in the knees.

It made her anticipate.

It shook her world.

Yet Diego stopped at this moment. He looked at the woman in his arms very quietly. This expression was really similar, could it be... to Diana’s?

He was undoubtedly hot and passionate, but now he was calm, almost not like himself.

His hand left her body at last and moved to her flushed cheeks, telling himself that she needed better. Doing it here was too wrong for her. He always wanted to give her the best of everything, which almost seemed like some sort of redemption. What sin was he atoning for? Who was he trying to appease?

“Tell me. Why are you hiding from me?” He stroked her face lightly with the same calm expression and heart. There seemed to be no woman who could break his perfect calmness.

He was calm when he was happy, and he was calm when he was angry.

Ruby bit her lip. “I’m sorry...” She put her arms around Diego’s waist, and she realized that she was so aware of his kisses, his temperature, and his breath.

She did not want to leave. Even if she had to do someone wrong, she wouldn’t think of leaving anymore.

“Hmm. You still haven’t answered my question?” Diego’s fingers slid across her cheek more forcefully. His eyes darkened more. It darkened to the point where there was no light left.

“I’m sorry, Diego. I didn’t mean to.” Ruby closed her eyes. She was stuck in a dilemma, too. “You have a woman who loves you so much by your side. For your sake, she is even willing to let other men...” She didn’t go on, and she really didn’t want to tell him. She was actually scared—scared of the public’s opinion.

“She looked for you?” Diego sat up suddenly, his whole body tense. Even his calm eyes flashed quickly with a trace of crimson bloodlust.

“I...” Ruby bit on her lip with her hands around her waist, not saying a word. Looking at her actions now, Diego knew his guess was right. He smiled. It was a cruel smile that scared Ruby in a way she had never felt before. It seemed that he only behaved in such a manner when he was dealing with that woman. She had never seen him behaved like this. It was a Diego that she did not know. This hatred. Was it even hate?

“Don’t worry. I will deal with it and give you a perfect wedding.” Diego lowered his head once more. The act of gentleness was clearly on purpose, but somehow, she remained mesmerized by it. One could fall madly in love with this man, she concluded.

Alright. She would not fear, hide, or lie to herself that she’d give up on this relationship and leave.

She initiated a kiss, and the moment their lips met, it turned into a long and passionate kiss. However, Ruby did not notice that Diego was distracted. His cruel nature had resurfaced, and it was targeted at another woman.

The cruelty caused his adrenaline to rise.

The hate made him dependent.

As for the torture, it made him forget himself and lose control.

Inside the Diego’s villa...

Julianna awoke violently within the newlywed’s bedroom which had turned dark a long time ago. She touched her face and found traces of tears. She did not know when she had started crying.

She placed her hand on her chest and gripped onto her blouse tightly. It hurt. So bad.

She dreamed of a couple’s wedding, but it was not hers. It was Diego with someone else. A moment it was Ruby, then it became Diana... while she stood at the side and watched them get married, kissed, and exchanged their wedding vows.

No, it couldn’t be. Don’t marry someone else. No.

She lay sprawling on the bed in pain as her hands grasped tightly onto the bed sheet. Could anyone tell her how to not be in pain—how to stop this agony?

She buried her head into the pillow. Her tears, like a river, flowed into the pillow which seemed to absorb everything as she cried.

Unnoticed to her, the shut door had opened as she was suppressing her cries. A man emerged from the darkness and looked down at her, unmoving.

That pair of eyes, they were eerily cold.

And a smile that should not appear curled up on the man’s lips, seemingly bringing along the cruel destruction.

He entered and looked at the woman, who was sprawled on the bed in a condescending manner, as the sound of her cries rang in his ears as clear as the bell. There was no expression on his face, only indifference. His heart did not ache; instead, there was only disgust. Not to mention love.

He did not have an ounce of pity, just indifference. Some women were meant to be loved by him like Diana. Some were meant to be treasured like Ruby. There were others who he used for hate, torture, and abuse. For example, this woman who was out of breath and crying now.

Julianna.

It was the same cries but hers only caused him irritation. Very well, he had not thought that this woman was capable of playing games. She even learned how to threaten someone.