Hate To Love You My Billionaire Lover

Ryan was silent for a few seconds and asked her, “I’m wondering about the story you told Mr. Cooper that day about the tourmaline and the curse. Which country’s fairy tale is it?”

“Huh?”

“I spent my spare time in two semesters in a primary school working for the Children’s Library for a student grant. I read folk fairy tales from all countries but never read that story.”

“I made it up,” Arianna said frankly. She suddenly sobered up and paid a few more glances at the bottle and asked, “Don’t tell me it’s his blood inside the bottle.”

“It seems to be,” Ryan said slowly.

“Prick.” Arianna quickly stuffed the bottle back into the box as if the bottle was really hot. Then she saw a piece of white card paper in the box, with a few words written on it saying, “I never said sorry to you.”

Arianna watched the card paper for a long while, checked it carefully upside down, and then placed the paper and that weird perfume bottle in the box and pushed the box to Ryan, “I accept his apology.”

“Mr. Cooper said you either accept it or toss it.”

Arianna finally brought that perfume bottle and the apology note back home.

She did not expect that the story she made up could actually trigger this creative inspiration from Travis.

She was not touched. But the story was religious, even if she made it up. She had to accept this very expensive gift for the prank she played.

Even though the gift looked very sincere, Arianna felt this was the most amusing thing presented by Travis to her.

She said to Ryan, “Hold on. I got something for him too.”

Although there was nothing missing for Travis Cooper, she thought she should give him a wedding gift in return. So, she decided to give Ryan a bottle of white wine brewed by herself. Arianna did some research on wine brewing and started brewing white wine some time ago. The wine brewed by herself was the thing money could not buy, after all.

Arianna brewed two bottles and had already drunk half of one bottle. She took the unopened bottle from the temperature-controlled freezer. She did a full set of work before, and she even printed the wine label beforehand. She used a pen and wrote down some congratulatory wedding lines on the label and then wrote the date without signing her name. Then she pasted the label on the bottle.

Arianna also gave Ryan two bottles of jam to thank him for delivering the gift for her.

Ryan looked at the two bottles of jam in a daze. Arianna said, “If you don’t like to eat sweet things, you can use it to feed ants.”

Arianna often took a bottle of jam to the ant nest in the evening to feed the ants and watched how they rushed out to carry food.Original content from NôvelDrama.Org.

When Arianna came home, she stuffed the box with the tourmaline and blood into the bottom of a cabinet in the deepest part of her storage room. All the things she had abandoned but could not throw away were in that cabinet, such as childhood clothes and toys.

After watching a long funny movie, she soaked herself in hot water for more than an hour. Then she heard the phone ring but ignored it.

When she finished, she wiped her body and put on her bathrobe, and took the phone. There was a missed call on it. It had the area code of a seaside city. The telephone number was called five minutes ago.

She looked at the number for a while and dialed back. It was picked up after only two times of ringing. Travis’s voice came from a distant place, “It’s me. I just received your gift.”

Arianna was quiet. She once again confirmed the time and the telephone number. It was indeed called from a seaside city several hundred kilometers away. The time was 10:30 pm. She said goodbye to Ryan at 7:30 pm. She drove once between the two cities before, and it took her four hours at the usual speed.

Travis said again, “You are very talented in making wine, but it will be better not to remove all the grape seeds next time.”

Arianna finally said, “You really drank it? Are you not worried that I put poison in it?”

“I feel that you would not let me die so easily if you really want me to die.”

Arianna felt that the word “die” sounded very harsh at the moment. She diverted the subject and said, “Congratulations on your marriage. Are you on your honeymoon?”

“Sort of.”

“Then you should go to accompany your wife.”

After a while, Travis said with a low voice, “How have you been?”

“Very fine.” Arianna also lowered her voice too. Then she added, “It’s better than before.”

After a long silence, Travis said, “You take care of yourself.”

Arianna wanted to say goodbye to him, as this call was close to over, but somehow, she had a hunch that it would be their last conversation. She spoke to him with a self-talking tone, “Thank you for letting me go the first time you met me.”

This time she really meant it.

Over the years, besides hatred for this man, she also made a hypothesis. If she didn’t meet him at the beginning, her youth would not have been so empty. But when she recalled the night they met for the first time, if Travis did not save her and she fell into the hands of those little gangsters, her life could have been even worse, and she probably would not have made it today.

Travis did not speak. She could only hear his breath from the other end of the line.

Arianna explained, “At that time, you had recognized who I was, and you still saved me and let me go. You were right about one thing. You did offer me the chance to get away.”

The other end of the phone was silent for a long time. Until Arianna was about to hang up, Travis’s voice came again, “That was the worst thing I did in so many years. I should have just left you in their hands.”