Hate To Love You My Billionaire Lover

Because she participated in that project, Dr. Lynch insisted on recommending her for other jobs. This resulted in Arianna finding a relaxing and easy job at the medical school in the city. The job came with a good environment, short working hours, and good treatment. It suited her perfectly.

Arianna began wondering if her life had turned around now. But she no longer knew what she really wanted. Her life was routine-working, eating, shopping, reading, watching movies, and exercising. Life was simple and peaceful.

This state felt dream-like to her. But before long, Arianna began feeling like she had spent her whole life living this way, and nothing had changed.

However, one day she heard that Travis Cooper was getting married. The words dripped into the center of her brain, gradually spreading through her heart, limbs, and skin.

****

Arianna heard the news of Travis’s wedding when she was at the beauty salon.

It was a weekend, and she had all the time in the world, so she spent the whole afternoon there. She got a massage with essential oils. The masseuse was so skilled, and the music was hypnotic. Arianna was getting sleepy.

She could hear two women chatting outside her room.

“Have you seen Travis Cooper in person?”

“The one who owns the big jewelry business? Never. I’ve heard that he is very low-key and rarely makes public appearances.”

“Jewels are only a part of his business. He’s also an investor. He is in business with my husband. I’ve seen him once. I can say that in a room full of beautiful gems, he still manages to stand out.”

“So, who is the lucky lady?”

“You probably know her… It’s Susan H.”

“Her? She’s still alive?” The woman seemed annoyed, “Oh god. Was he the quiet, pretty boy with Susan Harris for all those years? She is the same age as me, meaning she is a few years older than him. And she is not good-looking at all! Why would he marry her?”

“Oh, calm down. She stole your boyfriend when you were in high school, and you still hate her? I saw her yesterday, and I could barely recognize her. She’s very proper now and makes a nice match for Travis Cooper.”

“Even if she dresses like a queen now, it doesn’t change the fact that she was once a stone-cold bitch.”

Arianna tried to recall a ‘Susan H’. It sounded familiar to her, but she could not remember how she knew of the name.

Turning her head, Arianna mumbled to herself, “Boring crap.”

The two women’s voices were getting smaller and eventually disappeared in the music playing in the salon.

“Miss Jenkins… Miss Jenkins. It’s time to wake up.” The masseuse called her.

She got up and looked at the time. It turned out that she slept for over an hour, and a thin quilt covered her body.

“Why didn’t you wake me up earlier? I’m so sorry.”

“You said you were free all afternoon, and it looked like you were having a good sleep.”

****

Arianna never liked trouble, but trouble always found its way to her. Two days after hearing the news about Travis, she went on a walk outside in a loose dress. When she returned to her apartment, a tall young man walked out of the darkness unexpectedly.

She jumped back by instinct, but the man stood firmly in her way. He said, “Miss Jenkins?”

Keeping quiet, Arianna debated whether to shout for help or call the police.

“Don’t worry, Miss Jenkins. Miss Harris asked me to invite you for a cup of coffee. It won’t take long.” The man was very polite, and his voice was young, but his tone indicated that he was not going to argue.

Arianna screened her enemies in her mind, which was limited. Miss Harris? Susan Harris? Did she wrong the woman in some way?

Susan Harris sounded like a person who helped her in one of her most desperate moments.

Even though she deliberately ignored anyone associated with Travis Cooper, she still knew who was who usually. However, her identity was about to become Mrs. Cooper, and Arianna was not sure whether Susan Harris would still be nice to a woman who had an affair with her soon-to-be husband for so many years, even if the affair was just an agreement.

“Sorry, you have the wrong person,” Arianna said coldly and turned, wanting to bypass him. But it was a useless attempt.

The man quickly blocked her way again and said, “Please cooperate with us, Miss Jenkins.”

“I am busy right now.” Arianna ran a few steps and tried to stop a taxi, but the man suddenly grabbed her wrist.

A taxi stopped in front of her but drove away when he saw the man trying to talk to her.

In the end, Arianna walked with the man without further struggle. She knew it was useless to evade.

The man still treated her politely. He called another taxi because she refused to get into his car. She studied his face carefully. He looked like a child, reticent with a juvenile handsomeness.

Arianna took out her phone and dialed Ryan’s number secretly in the back of the taxi. Ryan said the last time she was with him, “I know you probably won’t contact me. But you don’t have anyone to protect you, should you need it. If there is anything urgent and there is no one around, just call me.”

Back then, Arianna did not take it seriously. But she did remember dialing his number several times before.

Arianna was not afraid of death, but now she was enjoying a peaceful life, and she did not want to take any chances.

She called Ryan when the taxi driver turned the radio on in the car. The DJ’s booming voice covered the dial tone. Arianna asked the young man in the car, “Where are we going? I have a date with my friend tonight.”

Perhaps a little surprised by her cooperation, the young man mentioned the place.

Arianna was also surprised by the guy’s honesty.

She hoped Ryan heard the information on the other side of the phone.Content is © by NôvelDrama.Org.

In the reserved room of a private restaurant, Arianna was going to meet Susan Harris.