Hate To Love You My Billionaire Lover

Arianna shook for a few seconds for his interpretation of the fog in the morning.

From that day on, Arianna and Charles began a formal relationship. Charles’s seemingly sincere confession did not necessarily touch her. She just thought that a man like Charles was worthy of trust. It felt good. She had lost this kind of feeling for a long time.

Arianna did not believe Charles loved her that much, but she also did not suspect him much because she did not think she had any value in being used. The worst-case scenario was just that he took her as an experiment in chasing girls. She had nothing to worry about.

Compared with Arianna’s attitude, Charles was much more serious. Soon after that, he managed to let Arianna meet his mother by coincidence. Charles’s mother was a kind and elegant middle-aged woman. She showed her love to Arianna, gently touching her hands, saying that she had always wanted to have a daughter-in-law like Arianna. And her son actually caught one.

Arianna was a little embarrassed by the warmth and kindness of Charles’s mother. She grew up in a cold environment, and even her deceased relatives had not shown this kind of obvious affection to her.© NôvelDrama.Org - All rights reserved.

Therefore, although she deeply believed no one was qualified to ask her about her past, Arianna still confessed to Charles, “I don’t think I am that good a girl in Auntie’s eyes, and do not meet your ideal, not in any aspect.”

She said implicitly, but Charles seemed to understand, he said, “Everyone has a past, so do I. If I cannot overlook your past, I can only blame myself for not having met you earlier.”

When he said this, Arianna’s hands were firmly held in his palms. For the first moment in her life, Arianna really hopes they can live happily ever after.

Arianna’s life had been smooth, no matter her work or passion. She had been looking forward to this kind of life all along. Those bygone memories in her mind felt like a movie she watched long ago. She had forgotten the plot of the movie, with only a few scenes left in her impression.

When it came to this stage of her life, it’s reasonable that she should not take the initiative to recall Travis Cooper. She knew how to keep life easier.

In such a large city, countless people had been to the same hotel, the same hospital, the same bank, and they probably passed by each other without knowing each other. Arianna thought she would not meet Travis Cooper again. Or, she would pretend they were strangers even if they met again. Therefore, when Travis reappeared in her field of vision at a close distance, again and again, she almost doubted the probability formula.

The first time Travis happened to be in the corridor of a five-star hotel.

Arianna’s University hosted an important academic exchange. She was a member of the conference group because she knew three foreign languages. She was in charge of the foreign expert group. She also lived in the hotel during the meeting so that she could communicate with international friends at any time.

One day, Arianna held a thick pile of exchange materials in her arms to deliver them to the experts’ room.

She planned to send materials for an old doctor whose first name was Michael. The old gentleman Michael was knowledgeable and humorous.

She just looked up, but the door suddenly opened from the inside, and there was more than one person walking out of the room.

Arianna took a step back and gave way to the guests. Then she was surprised to see that the guest who came out of the room with Dr. Michael was Travis Cooper, with a plain expression on his suit.

She took a bow and said in English, “I’ve come to send you a copy of the information.”

Old Michael made a “please” gesture and said, “I’m going out at this time. Could you put the data in the room and help me lock the door when you come out?”

Arianna quickly put the documents inside and got out quickly, closed the door, and lowered her head walking and thinking. If she had come out of the conference group office half a minute later, or if she had taken her time walking to Michael’s room, she could have avoided the encounter with Travis.

Then a loud noise came. It was old Michael who said, “Miss Jenkins, I want to trouble you again if you don’t mind…” Arianna was over-concentrated on her boring assumptions, and she was scared by the sudden voice from Michael. As her hands were loose for a second, several documents fell down to the ground.

“Oh, I’m sorry, it’s my bad. I forgot that the ladies couldn’t adapt to my big voice. My daughter is often scared by me too.” Old Michael apologized hurriedly.

“It’s okay. It’s my fault.” Arianna squatted and tried to pick up the scattered documents on the ground. There were a few sheets of paper drifting far away. When Arianna picked up papers around her, she found Travis had helped pick up those afar and handed them back to her hands.

Arianna held the documents in her arms and thanked him.

“You are welcome.” The guest replied indifferently and walked back to the old doctor.

Arianna stood still watching the oil paintings on the wall and began walking again when she saw the two of them disappear at the corner of the corridor. She vaguely heard old Michael speaking something like, “About your lady’s condition…”

Arianna knocked at the other door with a knocking sound louder than the voice of Michael, who was speaking at a distance.

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Then there was a get-together activity held at the same time as Arianna’s college anniversary celebration was going on. The college invited many famous people from the city and those alumni who had successful careers.

Arianna had read the VIP list long ago, and Travis Cooper and his wife were on the list. He didn’t seem to be fond of showing up for this kind of activity, but this time he not only agreed to attend but also donated a large sum of money.

Arianna deliberately arranged a complete behind-the-scenes task for herself. She did not think she was hiding from Travis and his wife. She didn’t like to dangle in front of many people anyway, which should be in the capable hands of youthful and beautiful girl students.