Hate To Love You My Billionaire Lover

She was overwhelmed by the story. It was hard for her to believe that her grandfather could have done such terrible things to other people. To her, he was the kind old soul that loved the rain and spending time with his granddaughter.

Arianna looked at his calm face and started, “My grandfather…”, but she lost the courage to finish her sentence.

“Do you see why I can’t just let you two go? I would have torn him to pieces if I wasn’t afraid of blood. I don’t care if he is old, mad, or a corpse in a coffin. He is still the man who destroyed my family.” Travis finally finished his speech.

“I used to think… I hoped…..” Arianna was stumbling for words, “I sometimes wished you were my uncle’s child.”

Travis replied with a mocking smile, “Isn’t it surprising? You had that in mind after our first meeting? At that time, did you want to persuade me as a family member to let him go, or did you want to compensate for the abuse I had to endure with your own life? But fortunately, I’m not a member of your family.”

Arianna kept her mouth shut. She knew anything she said now would seem like she was insulting herself.

Travis, however, seemed to be enjoying the aftertaste of his speech. He said, “Don’t regret it. Although we don’t have the same bloodline, don’t you think we are similar in some way? You have a mentally disordered grandfather, just as I had a mentally disturbed mother. Your father died in a car accident, as did mine. And both our mothers committed suicide. But you never met your biological father, and you probably don’t even know who he is, and I’m the same with you.”

Arianna looked at him in surprise. She was shocked that Travis shared all of these things with her. At the same time, she also felt sad because she knew she could not escape from him, so it didn’t bother him to tell his secrets like jokes.

Fatigue washed over her body. She felt depressed with the thought of living under Travis’s thumb for the rest of her life.

“I’m tired, please leave.” This time, Arianna lowered her own bed to lie down. She did not want to ask any more of him. But as she did so, the needle in her arm was pulled out. She could feel the pain but only clenched her teeth. She wanted to wait for Travis to leave before calling the doctor for help.

From that moment on, Arianna never wanted to show him weakness ever again.

But instead, Travis removed the tape on her hand and used a soft cloth to press on the wound. She looked up at him. He smiled back at her and said, “Press on it yourself.”

She replaced his hand with hers and gave him a dirty look.

“Please get out of here,” Arianna emphasized.

“Does our agreement still stand?”

“I don’t really have a choice, do I?”

“Of course, you do, as long as you’re willing to accept the consequences.”

Arianna tucked herself under her quilt and hid her head. She was afraid her tolerance would fail again. She had already lost control of herself once, and she did not want to please him by doing it once more.

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Arianna lowered the quilt and looked at him cautiously. She suspected he was plotting something again.

“I will handle the current situation. No one will bother you or your grandfather. Besides that, do you have any other requests?” Travis asked patiently.

She was not accustomed to his kindness. She could not think of any such requests’ at all.

“I’ll give you fifteen minutes to think about it.” Travis took off his watch and handed it to her, “The countdown has begun.”

Arianna sat in silence for a while, but she wasn’t thinking at all. Her mind was completely blank. She wanted as little from him as possible.

“I would like an expiration date for our agreement,” Arianna shouted just before her time ran out.

“That’s fair. Let’s wait for Franco Sanchez to restore his mind or die. Only then will the agreement expire.”

Her face went pale. She said, “If…”

“As long as he is mentally ill and alive, our agreement remains valid. However, according to my many years of research, these diseases are not easy to recover from, so the termination of our agreement will likely come when he is dead.” Travis added nicely as if she wasn’t offended enough.

If she was not out of strength, Arianna might have broken something. Her hatred for Travis rose again.

This villain made her freedom and her grandfather’s fate become a contradiction, and she was taking pleasure in doing so. When she was free, she would be all alone.

Travis gently took her arm and pressed hard on the wound. Arianna whimpered in pain.

“You don’t seem like you’re satisfied with the additional terms. You can add another one.” He said with a grin.

“Do you know who framed my grandfather?”

“Yes.”

“The same man who told him about our relationship?”

“The same group of people, yes.”

“They need to pay for that. I don’t care how much they got for betraying my family. I want them to pay double the price.”

Arianna was witnessing her pure and white soul make a deal with the devil. She knew that it would not vent her grief and resentment, but she needed some sort of an outlet before she completely lost herself.

However, the moment she said it, she realized she sounded like Travis. She could not believe that she had sunk to his scummy level.

Travis studied the wound on her arm now. It was swollen and gray. He glanced at it lovingly and lowered his lips to give it a kiss. His lips were usually cold, but this time his kiss was dry and moist.

“At your service, my lady.” He seemed to laugh as he spoke. No one could tell what he was hiding behind his chuckles.

Arianna pulled back her arm and closed her eyes again. Travis pressed the call button at the bedside and said, “Miss Jenkins is awake.”

He then began to walk out of the room smugly. The moment he opened the door, Arianna said, “I hate you.”

The man stopped in his tracks.

She stressed again, “Travis Cooper, I hate you.”

“Noted,” Travis replied plainly.