Hate To Love You My Billionaire Lover

Arianna was lying still in Travis’s arms, and the water in her body continued to drain with her strength. His strong heartbeat and her weak heartbeat filled the space, and gradually their heartbeat frequencies echoed with each other.

He also sat on the ground, carefully holding her. Maybe he was afraid that her breathing would be more difficult with a little force from him. He held out a hand and gripped her hand, which was soaked together with sweat.

She looked up and saw Travis’s face pale and transparent under the light, just like in the dream of last night.

Seeing her open her eyes, Travis didn’t look surprised. He only wiped the sweat on her forehead and whispered, “Don’t be afraid, let’s hold it together. We will be able to go out soon.”

She did not know what kind of measure Travis took. In short, Ryan’s voice came from outside the elevator, “Mr. Cooper, the door will open soon. Please stay away from it.”

“Call an ambulance, and call a doctor. Right now!”

Arianna didn’t end up being moved on a stretcher and sent to the hospital for emergency treatment. She refused to go.

In addition, when the elevator door opened, although Travis immediately caught her eyes and blocked the bright light outside, she suddenly recovered like a fresh plant that had dried up for a long time. Her breath and heartbeat returned to normal quickly. Just her body was weak due to dehydration.

A doctor called by Ryan determined that she was suffering from nervous dysfunction and muscle cramps due to excessive mental stress and excessive physical fatigue. Another doctor judged that she had space claustrophobia. The common conclusion of both of them was that what she needed now was just some rest.

They gave her a shot of tranquilizer, hung a small bottle of normal saline for an IV drip, and left after a few words.

Arianna was probably resting in a VIP room. The sofa here was soft and comfortable. Arianna was covered with a thin blanket on her body, lying on the soft sofa and feeling groggy.

She said the third, “I want to leave.”

“You may leave when you get a little better.” Ryan was talking and standing straight three meters away from Arianna.

Travis stood even further at the doorway. Since he took her out of the elevator and got here, he had kept the safest distance from her.

“I have an appointment with someone.” Arianna raised her finger at the revolving restaurant not far away. Charles should be off the plane at this time, and she would have to go back before he arrived. She touched her pocket and wanted to check if there was an incoming call on her phone, but she realized that the phone was not on her body.

“Maybe it fell in the elevator. I’ll go looking for it.” Ryan said this and left.

Travis was still standing far away at the doorway, looking outside the door.

It was only two or three minutes later that Ryan came back with her mobile phone. He was looking a bit awkward. He gently placed the phone next to her. She wanted to say something but gave up. After a few seconds, Ryan walked close to Travis and whispered, “Just now, a cleaning worker picked up Miss Jenkins’s mobile phone, and there was an incoming call. She took the phone and told the caller where Miss Jenkin was. I didn’t have time to stop her.”

“Is it him?” Travis asked.

“Yes.”

“How long?”

“Three minutes ago.”

Travis paid a glance at Arianna. She was lying still with eyes open as if she hadn’t heard anything.

“Immediately call him back. Tell him that Miss Jenkins had a small accident here and ask him to come and pick her up when he is convenient.”

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Ryan nodded and went out.

The large room was restored to silence. Arianna looked at the ceiling with abstract patterns, the elegant chandelier, and the impressionist oil painting on the wall and inadvertently paid a glance at the static figure at the door. Everything was incredibly silent and serene.

She was originally planning to confess to Charles about her past, and she was ready to end the relationship with Charles, but never in such an embarrassing situation at the moment. She would have liked to say goodbye to Charles gracefully, leaving him with a better-looking back.

An hour ago, Arianna really hoped that Charles would come back sooner, the sooner, the better. But now, she only hoped that Charles would encounter a big traffic jam on the road so that she could recover some energy. Then she would have the strength to face the next meeting with him.

How did she come here without a second thought? It was too late to regret it now.

A moment later, Ryan came back and whispered in her ear that Charles would come within ten minutes. Then he quietly walked away.

She took a look at the time and had a little doubt in her heart. Charles should have just got off the plane now. How could he come so quickly?

Travis, who was still standing at the door, seemed to be watching her. She also looked at him.

While Arianna just closed her eyes, Travis suddenly said softly, “Have you bought anything?”

She was stunned and opened her eyes. It turned out Travis was making a phone call.Published by Nôv'elD/rama.Org.

As he walked farther, she could only hear him say, “Well, something is going on here. Not me, I am fine…”

She thought the person on the other end must be Susan. His attitude towards Susan was very natural, unlike anyone else.

When there was a little movement outside the quiet door, and from far to near, Arianna was half-awake in the effect of the tranquilizer.

“Sorry for the trouble, Mr. Cooper.” This voice was Charles’s, as always, polite and sincere.

“It’s us who need to apologize for having caused the shock to Miss Jenkins.” Travis’s voice was as clear as ever, though it sounded more sincere and more polite than Charles’s.

Arianna slowly sat up when the two appeared in front of the door.

She looked up and saw that there was not much saline left in the IV drip bottle. She pulled the needle out by herself. Charles immediately walked to her side and pressed the back of her hand, whispering in her ear, “What a troublemaker.” His tone was strange and intimate.

“I’m sorry.” She whispered.

When Charles bowed down to find her shoes, Arianna quickly looked at Travis. Fortunately, he didn’t look at them at all.

One of her hands was still gripped by Charles. She used another hand to put on her shoes slowly. She shook her head gently and refused Charles’ help for that.