I Swear, Let Me Love You Again

Lydia’s POV:

“Thank you….. thank you Lydia.” He let out a breath rising to his feet and I was quite shocked that he wasn’t hurt by words but rather hopeful.Content held by NôvelDrama.Org.

“Can I hug you?” He asked and I just looked at him, trying to catch my breath and read how my words had given so much hope. On the other hand, I truly meant my words. I didn’t want to harbor hate towards him, whether it meant I was letting him or not. I needed to express myself and this served as a form of closure.

He embraced me in a warm hug and we were like that for about a minute before he slowly pulled us apart and I felt his beard near my neck making me shiver a little.

“Thank you again and Bye.” I thanked him for standing behind me this time. And he nodded, staring at me before I exited the office.

Who would have thought I would have gotten closure in a detective’s office?

Nonetheless, a burden was lifted off me and I felt light and happy. Now, all I wanted to do was hug and talk to my brother.

But a call from my father came through saying he had forwarded all I needed to my assistant.

I was going to make sure I would be back so I could see Jenny’s face after her arrest.

MEANWHILE….

RACHEL’S POV:

My hands were sweaty as I approached the restaurant where Jason was seated waiting for me. He was in the VIP section of the restaurant at a popular restaurant owned by the Millers. I was dressed in a simple sleeveless blue flowy gown which stood right before my knee, he never liked me wearing clothes which showed my body at all, so now that I was finally away from him, I decided to do as I please. My hair was still short and I felt like I looked pretty, I wasn’t going to let anyone tell me otherwise.

“Good evening and welcome.” The hostess greeted me with a smile and I returned her smile clutching onto my cute blue purse.

“Good evening, I’m here to meet with Jason Wilst at the VIP section.” I informed her and she gave me an overlook.

“Welcome, Mr Jason has been waiting for you. Come with me please.” She stated and I obliged, following closely behind her ignoring how she had stared at me from head to toe with an unreadable expression.

Not like I cared about what someone like her thought of me, a KING.

Walking through the extravagant restaurant, I was bewildered at its fanciness, and not too far behind was a shelf containing Lydia’s book titled the Clapback. I made a mental note to purchase it on my way out. Though I had seen excerpts and summaries online, I wanted to read the entire book. I know I had also played a role in making her life a living hell so I needed to make time to go to her with a gift and apologize.

My mind drifted to my interaction with Nathaniel earlier, the horror watching Jenny who was like my best friend at some point was insane. With my mind consumed in thoughts, I had failed to realize that we had finally arrived at the VIP section and I frowned deeply when I realized it was quite secluded.

“Welcome in, My queen. This is my future wife, did you know Grace?” He seemed tipsy as he introduced me to the hostess who stared at him with a “How is that my business” look.

He strolled towards me grabbing into my hand and giving it a kiss, as our eyes locked, I instantly felt fear and weakness I always felt when he was around me. And I didn’t like it one bit, at that moment I just wanted to cover myself or run out.

“Alright sir, I will send in the waiter as soon as you’re ready to order. If you will excuse me.” She walked out leaving me and him in there and he kept his gaze on me like a lion staring at its prey. He opened my seat for me and I tried to bring back the confidence I previously had.

Maybe I should have listened to Nathaniel and gone for therapy because what type of feeling is this?

“How have you been? You look extremely different but in a sexy way.” He stated into my eyes lovingly but I knew better.

Or did I?

“I missed you, you know? Did you miss me?” He questioned reaching onto my hand from across the table. In order to mask my fear, I seized my hand and cleared my throat.

“I didn’t miss you at all, I’m certain you wouldn’t miss someone who slaps and beats you too, will you? So now cut to the chase, I have things to do.” I gave myself a mental pat on the back to commend myself for not trembling as I spoke.

“You’re right, it was a stupid question but you know the only reason I even placed my hands on you was to show you much you mean to me and discipline you that it was necessary. Have you ever done something good and I hurt you? I only caressed your face. That’s how it is. Just like how I’m pretty disappointed at the fact that you were out there telling everyone that happens with us and even putting my image on the line. Is that how love works? Our love works?” He stated calmly digging into the food that was served. It was quite sick that he had replaced slap with caress.

My heart raced and I could sense his wrath coming, my breathing picked up and I rose to my feet but his next words stopped me.

“You do know, I know exactly where your big brother is and with just a single call from him. I will order his head gets blown up.” His calm voice scared me but I knew he meant his every word.

Tears brimmed in my eyes and I felt unable to move, so I turned around and gazed at him. He smiled like an insane person and rested his head on his hand looking at me.

“You’re so cute.”

“What do you want from me?” I cried out and he grinned from ear to ear.

“You’re all I ever want, my queen. Now sit and dine with me.” His voice turned hard and stern that scared me and I let out a single tear going back to my seat.

All I wanted was closure but it just might be the beginning of the end.