SOME THINGS ARE MEANT TO BE

CHAPTER 70

“Oh yes, I know of a good restaurant. The decor is simple, but the food is delicious. Shall we go there?” Ruby suddenly thought of it and suggested to Diego.

“Mmm, you decide.” It sounded patronizing.

Ruby walked into the shop with her arm around Diego’s. It was like she had said, the restaurant was not classy. However, it was surprisingly crowded.

They picked a seat by the window which was considered quiet.

Ruby placed her orders and went back to Diego. All the while, he was staring ahead with focus and at a loss at the same time.

She followed the direction of his gaze, and her eyes fell on a familiar silhouette. She paled. It was the back of Julianna. She shook her head, wondering about the possibility. She should have left the city, not stayed here. If Ruby was her, she should have left long ago.

That woman was carrying a tray though her posture looked weird. Others used their left hand while she used her right. Her left hand was by her side, seemingly lifeless.

“Diego, that woman is weird. Why was she only using one of her hands?” Ruby asked curiously. Before she could finish, a gust of cold air blew past her face as Diego’s huge frame strode towards the woman.

Ruby hurriedly stood up. Her chest began to tighten, and she felt extremely uncomfortable.

Julianna placed the tray on the table carefully. As she was using one hand, it was difficult for her. However, she had mastered it. She brought the wine out and placed the customer’s orders down.

“Please enjoy.” A very polite tone with a plain smile. She might not look well, but her smile made up for everything.

People would not be put off by a woman who smiles.

She was about to leave when she realized someone had grabbed her left hand forcefully. The pain caused her to frown.

As she turned around, she met Diego’s abusive gaze.

The world was such a small place. She thought she would never see them again. A numbing pain had started in her heart upon seeing them; she could taste the bitterness in her mouth.

Ruby came over and pulled Diego’s other arm possessively. The force exerted darkened his gaze, and he released Julianna’s hand.

Julianna merely gave him a look. She wouldn’t do this; she wouldn’t fight with her over Diego. She no longer wanted him; all she wanted was her child.

“What are you doing here?” His voice was aloof with a hint of unexplainable anger. Julianna toughened herself before replying coldly, “Why can’t I be here?”

If it was possible at all, it was best that they wouldn’t meet. She found that she could also live her life well alone.

Diego sneered. “I can’t believe you are alive. I thought you were dead.” Another string of cruel words came from his mouth as soon as he spoke. Julianna’s smiled faintly; a look of crushing pain flashed in her eyes.

“I want to survive... that’s why I don’t wish to die.” She looked up, and as Diego looked, he could no longer find any trace of love in her eyes.

The Julianna who had loved him. Where had she gone? The Julianna who was willing to sacrifice everything for him? He realized he had hated the woman who was always saying she loved him. However, he loathed this loveless woman more.

“You are only fit to be a beggar. I told you, I will make your life a living hell. It seems you are doing quite well for yourself.” He gave her the once-over, eyes apparently filled with hatred.

“Boss,” he called in a deep voice while Julianna’s body shuddered slowly. Was he really not letting her off? Was it really that difficult to let her live? Did he know? That she was having their child—one they thought was impossible to conceive.

The proprietor of the restaurant was the woman who had decided to employ Julianna in the beginning. She was also shocked when she saw Diego. She had recognized him at first glance. This man appeared on the business magazine almost on a daily basis, even a few days ago.

What was he doing here? She gave Julianna a cautious look. The possibility of them meeting each other was the equivalent of Mars crashing into Earth; there would be casualties.

“Boss, fire this woman.” The young lady boss was taken aback at the ruthlessness in his voice. She looked at Julianna with mixed feelings. She pitied her, but she could not afford to offend him. She was put in a very tight spot between the two.

“I am sorry to have caused you trouble.” Julianna closed her eyes slowly after she made her decision. When she opened her eyes, a feeling of ultimate grief had begun to spread from her heart.

She made a deep bow to the lady boss, turned, and left without a backward glance at Diego and Ruby. Wasn’t this what they wanted?

She left. They did this so they wouldn’t have to see her. Fine. She would never appear in front of them.

Diego’s icy stare followed the woman—who was so fragile—that she would be blown away by a gust of wind. With his hands at his side, he wished for her to look back—look back and beg him. Maybe he would let her off.

Before he could finish his thought, that woman vanished from the entrance.

Ruby’s arm tightened around his, her heart cold as though it was splashed with a bucket of cold water. She was freezing.

“Diego, let’s go. I’m feeling cold.” She looked into Diego’s bottomless eyes and forced a smile.

Diego’s body shook slightly as he came to his senses. “Mmm, let’s go.” His hands went around Ruby’s waist rigidly. They walked out without even touching the dishes they had ordered.

The lady boss leaned herself at the side and watched them leave with indifference. Finally, she sighed.

Julianna, take care of yourself. Those words were all she could give her.

Julianna went into the warehouse dazedly, to the place she had been staying. This was her home. She walked in and kept her limited clothing. Leaving was for the best, to not run into them again. She did not want to hear anything about them.

Everything had ended. Truly ended.

She hugged the small bundle tightly against her chest and buried her face in it. This would be the last time she cried for him. The final time. From now on, she would forget that a man named ‘Diego’—the boy who had given her the amulet—had disappeared from her life.

Tears flowed continuously from her eyes and disappeared in the small bundle. Tomorrow, she would leave tomorrow.