SOME THINGS ARE MEANT TO BE

CHAPTER 86

He had grown used to the taste and the life he now lived.

“Diego, Mom and Dad came by today.” Ruby started twisting her hands unnaturally.

“They asked about it again?” Diego frowned.

“Yes.” Ruby nodded. “They asked if I had conceived, but my period...” Her eyes reddened as she said it. They had been trying very hard, but there was nothing to show on her belly. It had been almost three years, and she had wanted a child so badly to put her mind at ease.

Diego put his pen down and stood up. He walked over to Ruby and gathered her into his arms, comforting her. “Don’t worry. We can also have a baby after a few more years.” Yet as he was saying this, a look of disappointment flashed past his eyes. Actually, he was also looking forward to having a child. However, he knew that this was something that could not be calculated or forced.

Everything had to come naturally.

Both Ruby and he were healthy without any illness. They would have a child of their own.

Ruby nodded, her eyelashes slightly moist. When Diego noticed it, there was something profound in his eyes. He realized that he could not find any resemblance to Diana in Ruby. Instead, it had something of another woman.

“Julianna.”

His lips moved, and Ruby looked up, confused. She asked him weirdly, “Diego, what did you just say?”

“Nothing.” Diego’s face remained calm, and he bent to kiss her lips. He closed his eyes as he was kissing the woman who was his wife, Ruby. However, he always felt himself kissing another woman.

Ruby opened her eyes, her eyes filled with bitterness. She heard it clearly, and she had purposely asked the question.

She hugged Diego’s neck. The woman by his side was hers. She should try to conceive soon to avoid any changes.

She could never feel at ease, fearing that he would leave her one day.

That’s why the only way was to have a child.

Both of them remained entwined, kissing each other in the study. Pieces of their clothing began falling, and soon, the panting sounds from a man and a woman could be heard outside the room.

...

Julianna suddenly opened her eyes as she placed her hand on her chest and clutched tightly at her blouse. There was a kind of sharp pain there.

She breathed slowly before releasing her grip and found that her blouse was all crumpled from her hold. She sat up and turned on the night light, looking at her daughter at the first moment.

Unconsciously, she smiled. This little girl had kicked her blanket away again. She pulled the blanket over her daughter’s body, worried she might catch a cold. This girl could sometimes be tough to sleep with.

A pair of small feet was placed on her lap, and the tiny hands held onto the corner of the blanket, not allowing anyone to remove it.

Julianna reached out and measured her daughter’s feet with her hand. They were really small with short and chubby soles. She held her daughter’s feet, but the child removed her hand uncomfortably. Her weird temper remained even while she was asleep.

She then turned off the night lights. It became pitch black, suitable for sleeping.

Julianna held her daughter in her arms in case she kicked the blanket away again.

She could not bear to let go of the body that was so tiny and soft while the child’s hand clutched onto the front of her blouse, making it more crumpled as it was.

Sleep. She patted her daughter’s small back, feeling drowsy. Soon, she fell asleep.

In the morning, they woke early because Julianna had to work. It was still the mover’s job, and Raya would go with her.

If she had stayed there, there would have been no one to take care of her or to feed her. She had to make the young child go through the hardships with her.

“Mommy...” Raya rubbed her eyes and allowed Julianna to put on her shoes for her. She had wanted to wear them herself, but she was so sleepy.

“Come on, Raya. We are going to work.” Julianna collected her belongings while Raya dozed off with her eyes shut. However, she reached out with both hands, out of habit.

“Mommy, carry.” She tried with all her might to keep her eyes opened. It wasn’t until Julianna had carried her that she hugged Julianna’s neck and leaned against her shoulder, asleep.

Julianna’s heart ached for her daughter as she caressed her hair. Every day was the same—if only she could sleep for a while longer.

She sighed softly as she carried Raya and started walking. Raya was much smaller and lighter compared to girls her age. Most of the time, she could pass off as a two-year-old as she weighed like one, too.

They arrived at her workplace, and Raya was woken up by the noises.

She rubbed her eyes and sat quietly at the side.

Her eyes, of course, were constantly following Julianna’s every move. She watched Julianna carry an extremely heavy box and set it down, then again. She ran towards Julianna with her tiny, short legs.

She then hugged Julianna’s thigh. She looked up.

“What’s wrong, Raya?” Julianna bent down and tidied up her daughter’s hair.

“Mommy, I want to help you wipe your sweat.” She reached out with her small and chubby hands and wiped the sweat off Julianna’s forehead clumsily.

Julianna pinched her daughter’s cheeks and felt a sudden indescribable sadness in her heart. All the while, others looked at the pair of mother and daughter with similar features with envy and sympathy.

They had watched Raya grow up. Julianna had tied her to herself since young. Now that she was older, she was able to sit at the side and wait for her mother to finish work. At times, they would give her some things, but the child would obediently save everything for her mother.

How could one not love such an obedient child?

“Mommy is not tired. Raya, stay here. Once I’m done here, we will go and buy you a pair of shoes. Okay?”

“Okay.” Raya nodded her head hard and went back to sit in the place she had been occupying. She did not move. Among the many grown-ups, it was easy to miss a tiny child like her.

Julianna came over after a long time. She squatted down and smiled as she said, “Come, Raya. Mommy is buying you a pair of shoes.”

She reached out and started to carry her daughter.

However, Raya stood up and clutched at Julianna’s clothes. She said stubbornly, “Mommy is tired. I can walk on my own.”