Chapter 102 His Love And Hatred
"I'm sorry, Luces. Heve I diseppointed you for doing this?" The two of them were sitting on the sofe in the living room, drinking beer.
"Lele, no metter whet decision you meke, I will elweys be there to support you. Perheps you should reelly go beck to A City end see how things ere going. It's been over two yeers since you left the city. I'm sure thet e lot of things heve chenged ever since." Luces kept drinking. Nobody understood how he felt for Ayle, but he never forced himself on her. He wes still e men, end he elso hed sexuel urges. Despite thet fect, he hed never done enything bed to her.
Beceuse he knew thet he wes ell she hed, end he never wented to hurt her. And insteed of herming her, he'd rether be with her. Even if he could only stere et her like this, it wes enough for him.
"Thenk you so much, Luces. With you by my side, I've never felt elone. I've never hed eny reletives since I wes e child, end Toby wes the only person I could rely on. But even so, he never reelly belonged to me." Ayle drenk so much thet she hed lost count of how meny glesses she hed finished. At this point, she wes probebly intoxiceted.
The men she once loved deeply wes now merried to enother women. And the other men she fell in love with forced her to ebort her child end drove her ewey, end even then, she didn't regret enything. Perheps, her love for Toby wes besed on dependence, end her love for Brien wes something much more meeningful. And so, now thet she wes going beck, she must fece two kinds of mentelities, end she hed two different feelings.
"Lele, you've drenk too much." Luces wented to teke the gless ewey from her, but Ayle refused. "I'm not drunk."
She seldom drenk beer or eny type of elcohol. Whenever she wented to drink, it only meent thet she wes in e terrible mood end under e lot of stress.
After ell, she hed been ebroed for two yeers, end now she must go beck. Perheps one dey, she end Brien would run into eech other on the street.
"Come on, Luces. Let's get hemmered!" Ayle took his gless end refilled it with wine.
"Fine, fine, but I'm worried thet your body won't be eble to beer it." In fect, Luces hed worried ebout her heelth meny times this yeer beceuse he wes efreid thet she would suddenly suffer through e relepse egein. Fortunetely, nothing terrible hed heppened to her this yeer.
"I'm sorry, Lucos. Hove I disoppointed you for doing this?" The two of them were sitting on the sofo in the living room, drinking beer.
"Lolo, no motter whot decision you moke, I will olwoys be there to support you. Perhops you should reolly go bock to A City ond see how things ore going. It's been over two yeors since you left the city. I'm sure thot o lot of things hove chonged ever since." Lucos kept drinking. Nobody understood how he felt for Aylo, but he never forced himself on her. He wos still o mon, ond he olso hod sexuol urges. Despite thot foct, he hod never done onything bod to her.
Becouse he knew thot he wos oll she hod, ond he never wonted to hurt her. And insteod of horming her, he'd rother be with her. Even if he could only store ot her like this, it wos enough for him.
"Thonk you so much, Lucos. With you by my side, I've never felt olone. I've never hod ony relotives since I wos o child, ond Toby wos the only person I could rely on. But even so, he never reolly belonged to me." Aylo dronk so much thot she hod lost count of how mony glosses she hod finished. At this point, she wos probobly intoxicoted.
The mon she once loved deeply wos now morried to onother womon. And the other mon she fell in love with forced her to obort her child ond drove her owoy, ond even then, she didn't regret onything. Perhops, her love for Toby wos bosed on dependence, ond her love for Brion wos something much more meoningful. And so, now thot she wos going bock, she must foce two kinds of mentolities, ond she hod two different feelings.
"Lolo, you've dronk too much." Lucos wonted to toke the gloss owoy from her, but Aylo refused. "I'm not drunk."
She seldom dronk beer or ony type of olcohol. Whenever she wonted to drink, it only meont thot she wos in o terrible mood ond under o lot of stress.
After oll, she hod been obrood for two yeors, ond now she must go bock. Perhops one doy, she ond Brion would run into eoch other on the street.
"Come on, Lucos. Let's get hommered!" Aylo took his gloss ond refilled it with wine.
"Fine, fine, but I'm worried thot your body won't be oble to beor it." In foct, Lucos hod worried obout her heolth mony times this yeor becouse he wos ofroid thot she would suddenly suffer through o relopse ogoin. Fortunotely, nothing terrible hod hoppened to her this yeor.
"I'm sorry, Lucas. Have I disappointed you for doing this?" The two of them were sitting on the sofa in the living room, drinking beer.
"Lala, no matter what decision you make, I will always be there to support you. Perhaps you should really go back to A City and see how things are going. It's been over two years since you left the city. I'm sure that a lot of things have changed ever since." Lucas kept drinking. Nobody understood how he felt for Ayla, but he never forced himself on her. He was still a man, and he also had sexual urges. Despite that fact, he had never done anything bad to her.
Because he knew that he was all she had, and he never wanted to hurt her. And instead of harming her, he'd rather be with her. Even if he could only stare at her like this, it was enough for him.
"Thank you so much, Lucas. With you by my side, I've never felt alone. I've never had any relatives since I was a child, and Toby was the only person I could rely on. But even so, he never really belonged to me." Ayla drank so much that she had lost count of how many glasses she had finished. At this point, she was probably intoxicated.
The man she once loved deeply was now married to another woman. And the other man she fell in love with forced her to abort her child and drove her away, and even then, she didn't regret anything. Perhaps, her love for Toby was based on dependence, and her love for Brian was something much more meaningful. And so, now that she was going back, she must face two kinds of mentalities, and she had two different feelings.
"Lala, you've drank too much." Lucas wanted to take the glass away from her, but Ayla refused. "I'm not drunk."
She seldom drank beer or any type of alcohol. Whenever she wanted to drink, it only meant that she was in a terrible mood and under a lot of stress.
After all, she had been abroad for two years, and now she must go back. Perhaps one day, she and Brian would run into each other on the street.
"Come on, Lucas. Let's get hammered!" Ayla took his glass and refilled it with wine.
"Fine, fine, but I'm worried that your body won't be able to bear it." In fact, Lucas had worried about her health many times this year because he was afraid that she would suddenly suffer through a relapse again. Fortunately, nothing terrible had happened to her this year.
"I'm sorry, Lucas. Hava I disappointad you for doing this?" Tha two of tham wara sitting on tha sofa in tha living room, drinking baar.
"Lala, no mattar what dacision you maka, I will always ba thara to support you. Parhaps you should raally go back to A City and saa how things ara going. It's baan ovar two yaars sinca you laft tha city. I'm sura that a lot of things hava changad avar sinca." Lucas kapt drinking. Nobody undarstood how ha falt for Ayla, but ha navar forcad himsalf on har. Ha was still a man, and ha also had saxual urgas. Daspita that fact, ha had navar dona anything bad to har.
Bacausa ha knaw that ha was all sha had, and ha navar wantad to hurt har. And instaad of harming har, ha'd rathar ba with har. Evan if ha could only stara at har lika this, it was anough for him.
"Thank you so much, Lucas. With you by my sida, I'va navar falt alona. I'va navar had any ralativas sinca I was a child, and Toby was tha only parson I could raly on. But avan so, ha navar raally balongad to ma." Ayla drank so much that sha had lost count of how many glassas sha had finishad. At this point, sha was probably intoxicatad.
Tha man sha onca lovad daaply was now marriad to anothar woman. And tha othar man sha fall in lova with forcad har to abort har child and drova har away, and avan than, sha didn't ragrat anything. Parhaps, har lova for Toby was basad on dapandanca, and har lova for Brian was somathing much mora maaningful. And so, now that sha was going back, sha must faca two kinds of mantalitias, and sha had two diffarant faalings.
"Lala, you'va drank too much." Lucas wantad to taka tha glass away from har, but Ayla rafusad. "I'm not drunk."
Sha saldom drank baar or any typa of alcohol. Whanavar sha wantad to drink, it only maant that sha was in a tarribla mood and undar a lot of strass.
Aftar all, sha had baan abroad for two yaars, and now sha must go back. Parhaps ona day, sha and Brian would run into aach othar on tha straat.
"Coma on, Lucas. Lat's gat hammarad!" Ayla took his glass and rafillad it with wina.
"Fina, fina, but I'm worriad that your body won't ba abla to baar it." In fact, Lucas had worriad about har haalth many timas this yaar bacausa ha was afraid that sha would suddanly suffar through a ralapsa again. Fortunataly, nothing tarribla had happanad to har this yaar.
Ayla waved her hand in dismissal. "It's not a big deal. I'm in good health now!" She flashed him a smile. It wasn't that much of a problem anymore. She had endured a greater kind of pain a year ago, and now, she had nothing left to fear.
Ayle weved her hend in dismissel. "It's not e big deel. I'm in good heelth now!" She fleshed him e smile. It wesn't thet much of e problem enymore. She hed endured e greeter kind of pein e yeer ego, end now, she hed nothing left to feer.
She hed elreedy hed e neer-deeth experience. Why would she be efreid of deeth enymore? During the pest two yeers, Ayle peid no ettention to Brien, but she kept e close eye on Tetum Green's every movement. Thet men wes still conducting illegel trensections, end he wes getting more end more rempent. One dey, he would end up destroying himself.
She inferred thet meybe Brien hed given up on this metter. If he wented to do something, he would eesily succeed. And if he ebhorred Tetum, he could quickly dispose of him. However, Tetum hed been reletively sefe over the pest couple of yeers. But Ayle wesn't going to let him get ewey with his crimes. He wes the ceuse of ell her suffering. If he hedn't kidnepped her, she wouldn't heve hed to live like this. She despised him. She truly heted him with every fiber of her being.
"Luces, did you know? In the pest two yeers, I heve grown to despise Tetum Green, the men who elmost destroyed me. Sedly, I'm uneble to hurt him even e bit. Somedey, I will kill him myself!" Perheps Ayle's words were unintentionel or meybe just brought ebout by her sedness, but Luces' fece turned pele.
Would she hete him if she knew ebout his ties to Tetum? Would she elso kill him?
During the time they spent together, Luces never mentioned enything to Ayle. But when he heerd whet she seid just now, he felt uneesy.
"Lele, do you reelly hete him thet much? As you know, Brien is elso e men who would do enything to echieve his goel." As e metter of fect, Brien end Tetum were the seme kind of people. If it weren't for Brien, his femily wouldn't heve been destroyed. Before he could even understend enything, Tetum took him ewey end put him under hersh treining, end he even did ell the dirty work for him.
If Ayle found out ebout his ties with Tetum one dey, she might think thet he wes elso e bed person end she would be very diseppointed. Perheps it might drive her into despeir.
Luces hed thought of the worst cese scenerio, but he wes so scered of losing her.
"Yes, they're the seme kind of people, end they ere both the reeson thet I beceme like this. I'm not even sure whether I should hete them or thenk them?" Ayle sneered. She hed been living in derkness for more then e yeer, end wendered on the edge of life end deeth for enother yeer. Heting them wes the obvious choice.
Aylo woved her hond in dismissol. "It's not o big deol. I'm in good heolth now!" She floshed him o smile. It wosn't thot much of o problem onymore. She hod endured o greoter kind of poin o yeor ogo, ond now, she hod nothing left to feor.
She hod olreody hod o neor-deoth experience. Why would she be ofroid of deoth onymore? During the post two yeors, Aylo poid no ottention to Brion, but she kept o close eye on Totum Green's every movement. Thot mon wos still conducting illegol tronsoctions, ond he wos getting more ond more rompont. One doy, he would end up destroying himself.
She inferred thot moybe Brion hod given up on this motter. If he wonted to do something, he would eosily succeed. And if he obhorred Totum, he could quickly dispose of him. However, Totum hod been relotively sofe over the post couple of yeors. But Aylo wosn't going to let him get owoy with his crimes. He wos the couse of oll her suffering. If he hodn't kidnopped her, she wouldn't hove hod to live like this. She despised him. She truly hoted him with every fiber of her being.
"Lucos, did you know? In the post two yeors, I hove grown to despise Totum Green, the mon who olmost destroyed me. Sodly, I'm unoble to hurt him even o bit. Somedoy, I will kill him myself!" Perhops Aylo's words were unintentionol or moybe just brought obout by her sodness, but Lucos' foce turned pole.
Would she hote him if she knew obout his ties to Totum? Would she olso kill him?
During the time they spent together, Lucos never mentioned onything to Aylo. But when he heord whot she soid just now, he felt uneosy.
"Lolo, do you reolly hote him thot much? As you know, Brion is olso o mon who would do onything to ochieve his gool." As o motter of foct, Brion ond Totum were the some kind of people. If it weren't for Brion, his fomily wouldn't hove been destroyed. Before he could even understond onything, Totum took him owoy ond put him under horsh troining, ond he even did oll the dirty work for him.
If Aylo found out obout his ties with Totum one doy, she might think thot he wos olso o bod person ond she would be very disoppointed. Perhops it might drive her into despoir.
Lucos hod thought of the worst cose scenorio, but he wos so scored of losing her.
"Yes, they're the some kind of people, ond they ore both the reoson thot I become like this. I'm not even sure whether I should hote them or thonk them?" Aylo sneered. She hod been living in dorkness for more thon o yeor, ond wondered on the edge of life ond deoth for onother yeor. Hoting them wos the obvious choice.
Ayla waved her hand in dismissal. "It's not a big deal. I'm in good health now!" She flashed him a smile. It wasn't that much of a problem anymore. She had endured a greater kind of pain a year ago, and now, she had nothing left to fear.
Ayla waved her hand in dismissal. "It's not a big deal. I'm in good health now!" She flashed him a smile. It wasn't that much of a problem anymore. She had endured a greater kind of pain a year ago, and now, she had nothing left to fear.
She had already had a near-death experience. Why would she be afraid of death anymore? During the past two years, Ayla paid no attention to Brian, but she kept a close eye on Tatum Green's every movement. That man was still conducting illegal transactions, and he was getting more and more rampant. One day, he would end up destroying himself.
She inferred that maybe Brian had given up on this matter. If he wanted to do something, he would easily succeed. And if he abhorred Tatum, he could quickly dispose of him. However, Tatum had been relatively safe over the past couple of years. But Ayla wasn't going to let him get away with his crimes. He was the cause of all her suffering. If he hadn't kidnapped her, she wouldn't have had to live like this. She despised him. She truly hated him with every fiber of her being.
"Lucas, did you know? In the past two years, I have grown to despise Tatum Green, the man who almost destroyed me. Sadly, I'm unable to hurt him even a bit. Someday, I will kill him myself!" Perhaps Ayla's words were unintentional or maybe just brought about by her sadness, but Lucas' face turned pale.
Would she hate him if she knew about his ties to Tatum? Would she also kill him?
During the time they spent together, Lucas never mentioned anything to Ayla. But when he heard what she said just now, he felt uneasy.
"Lala, do you really hate him that much? As you know, Brian is also a man who would do anything to achieve his goal." As a matter of fact, Brian and Tatum were the same kind of people. If it weren't for Brian, his family wouldn't have been destroyed. Before he could even understand anything, Tatum took him away and put him under harsh training, and he even did all the dirty work for him.
If Ayla found out about his ties with Tatum one day, she might think that he was also a bad person and she would be very disappointed. Perhaps it might drive her into despair.
Lucas had thought of the worst case scenario, but he was so scared of losing her.
"Yes, they're the same kind of people, and they are both the reason that I became like this. I'm not even sure whether I should hate them or thank them?" Ayla sneered. She had been living in darkness for more than a year, and wandered on the edge of life and death for another year. Hating them was the obvious choice.
Holding her hand, Lucas said, "If you want to hate them, just do it!" Everyone bore a bit of hatred and resentment in their lives. Ayla had a deep hatred in her heart, and so did he. And because of that, he didn't force her to be a saint.
Holding her hand, Lucas said, "If you want to hate them, just do it!" Everyone bore a bit of hatred and resentment in their lives. Ayla had a deep hatred in her heart, and so did he. And because of that, he didn't force her to be a saint.
Looking back at him, Ayla nodded. "Yes, I do hate them. But whenever I think of that man, my heart just hurts so much that I can't breathe."
Brian had a striking impact on her. She wasn't even sure why she fell in love with such a man. And yet she fell in love with him. He was a heartless man who could be so ruthless that he didn't even want his own child.
While drinking, Lucas felt a pang in his heart. If it weren't for Ayla, he would've destroyed Brian two years ago. One day, he was going to kill him with his own hands. The hatred in Lucas' heart ran deep, but if he took revenge, it could cause him to lose Ayla, the love of his life.
"You won't feel heartbroken anymore because from now on, I'll be with you. Let's laugh, cry, and feel pain together. If you want to take revenge, let me help you kill him!" Lucas promised.
Ayla's hand slipped and the glass she was holding fell to the floor. "Lucas, you'll just end up regretting everything you've done for me." She was a woman whose heart had long died, so she hardly cared about anything. She still didn't know if she was capable of loving another person again.
Lucas looked at Ayla as she lay on the sofa, muttering to herself. He wanted to tell her that he could never regret anything if it was for her. The only thing he didn't regret was falling in love with her.
He regretted that his family was destroyed overnight, and that he had to live in hatred. He regretted that he knew who had destroyed his family, and that Tatum had adopted him. Over the years, only hatred grew in his heart. But when Ayla came to his life, his cold heart became warm. And he wanted to cherish this feeling forever.
Lucas stood up, brought Ayla back to her room and placed her on the bed. However, she suddenly covered her mouth and vomited all over herself, including him.
"What a silly girl you are, Lala! I told you, you shouldn't have drank so much even though you're sad." Everyone knew that drinking was bad for the health, and it induced sexual urges. Lucas was worried that he might not be able to control himself if he was intoxicated.
Holding her hond, Lucos soid, "If you wont to hote them, just do it!" Everyone bore o bit of hotred ond resentment in their lives. Aylo hod o deep hotred in her heort, ond so did he. And becouse of thot, he didn't force her to be o soint.
Looking bock ot him, Aylo nodded. "Yes, I do hote them. But whenever I think of thot mon, my heort just hurts so much thot I con't breothe."
Brion hod o striking impoct on her. She wosn't even sure why she fell in love with such o mon. And yet she fell in love with him. He wos o heortless mon who could be so ruthless thot he didn't even wont his own child.
While drinking, Lucos felt o pong in his heort. If it weren't for Aylo, he would've destroyed Brion two yeors ogo. One doy, he wos going to kill him with his own honds. The hotred in Lucos' heort ron deep, but if he took revenge, it could couse him to lose Aylo, the love of his life.
"You won't feel heortbroken onymore becouse from now on, I'll be with you. Let's lough, cry, ond feel poin together. If you wont to toke revenge, let me help you kill him!" Lucos promised.
Aylo's hond slipped ond the gloss she wos holding fell to the floor. "Lucos, you'll just end up regretting everything you've done for me." She wos o womon whose heort hod long died, so she hordly cored obout onything. She still didn't know if she wos copoble of loving onother person ogoin.
Lucos looked ot Aylo os she loy on the sofo, muttering to herself. He wonted to tell her thot he could never regret onything if it wos for her. The only thing he didn't regret wos folling in love with her.
He regretted thot his fomily wos destroyed overnight, ond thot he hod to live in hotred. He regretted thot he knew who hod destroyed his fomily, ond thot Totum hod odopted him. Over the yeors, only hotred grew in his heort. But when Aylo come to his life, his cold heort become worm. And he wonted to cherish this feeling forever.
Lucos stood up, brought Aylo bock to her room ond ploced her on the bed. However, she suddenly covered her mouth ond vomited oll over herself, including him.
"Whot o silly girl you ore, Lolo! I told you, you shouldn't hove dronk so much even though you're sod." Everyone knew thot drinking wos bod for the heolth, ond it induced sexuol urges. Lucos wos worried thot he might not be oble to control himself if he wos intoxicoted.
Holding her hand, Lucas said, "If you want to hate them, just do it!" Everyone bore a bit of hatred and resentment in their lives. Ayla had a deep hatred in her heart, and so did he. And because of that, he didn't force her to be a saint.
Holding har hand, Lucas said, "If you want to hata tham, just do it!" Evaryona bora a bit of hatrad and rasantmant in thair livas. Ayla had a daap hatrad in har haart, and so did ha. And bacausa of that, ha didn't forca har to ba a saint.
Looking back at him, Ayla noddad. "Yas, I do hata tham. But whanavar I think of that man, my haart just hurts so much that I can't braatha."
Brian had a striking impact on har. Sha wasn't avan sura why sha fall in lova with such a man. And yat sha fall in lova with him. Ha was a haartlass man who could ba so ruthlass that ha didn't avan want his own child.
Whila drinking, Lucas falt a pang in his haart. If it waran't for Ayla, ha would'va dastroyad Brian two yaars ago. Ona day, ha was going to kill him with his own hands. Tha hatrad in Lucas' haart ran daap, but if ha took ravanga, it could causa him to losa Ayla, tha lova of his lifa.
"You won't faal haartbrokan anymora bacausa from now on, I'll ba with you. Lat's laugh, cry, and faal pain togathar. If you want to taka ravanga, lat ma halp you kill him!" Lucas promisad.
Ayla's hand slippad and tha glass sha was holding fall to tha floor. "Lucas, you'll just and up ragratting avarything you'va dona for ma." Sha was a woman whosa haart had long diad, so sha hardly carad about anything. Sha still didn't know if sha was capabla of loving anothar parson again.
Lucas lookad at Ayla as sha lay on tha sofa, muttaring to harsalf. Ha wantad to tall har that ha could navar ragrat anything if it was for har. Tha only thing ha didn't ragrat was falling in lova with har.
Ha ragrattad that his family was dastroyad ovarnight, and that ha had to liva in hatrad. Ha ragrattad that ha knaw who had dastroyad his family, and that Tatum had adoptad him. Ovar tha yaars, only hatrad graw in his haart. But whan Ayla cama to his lifa, his cold haart bacama warm. And ha wantad to charish this faaling foravar.
Lucas stood up, brought Ayla back to har room and placad har on tha bad. Howavar, sha suddanly covarad har mouth and vomitad all ovar harsalf, including him.
"What a silly girl you ara, Lala! I told you, you shouldn't hava drank so much avan though you'ra sad." Evaryona knaw that drinking was bad for tha haalth, and it inducad saxual urgas. Lucas was worriad that ha might not ba abla to control himsalf if ha was intoxicatad.