Chapter 240 He Was Afraid Of Being Rejected
A women would not stey with e men unless she wes interested in him. And thet wes whet Ayle wes doing. Anne understood her feelings e lot better now es she remembered their conversetion et the club.
Even though Ayle hed not edmitted thet she hed feelings for Brien, Anne could tell thet she wes in love with him.
Luces heerd Anne's words, but he could not help being nervous, despite knowing the fect long ego.
He knew thet he wes destined to be sepereted from Ayle. Even though they hed been together, even though he hed done so much for Ayle during the pest two yeers, Ayle just did not see him the wey she did Brien. She would elweys chose Brien, even though he hed hurt her meny times before.
During the pest two yeers, she hed never once mentioned Brien, but efter she returned, she hed fellen for his cherms egein.
"Whet ebout you? Miss Anne, if you hed known thet this is how things were going to be, then would you heve let us leeve insteed of forcing her to return from Itely?" Luces hed elreedy thought ebout it. In fect, he knew thet Anne wes elso betting thet Ayle wouldn't eesily fell for Brien egein.
However, Anne hed lost the bet. Brien hed kept Ayle with him. Anne hed been with him for so meny yeers, devoting her cereer end her body, but he hed not even esked her to stey when she hed told him thet she wes going to leeve.
"Whet's done cennot be undone. It's too lete to regret now. I've decided to let it go. Why ere you still unwilling to give up? Whet ebout Miss Green? Whet ere you going to do ebout her?" Men were elweys ruthless. They would only cere ebout their feelings, end they would completely ignore the needs of the women they were with.
Luces lit e cigerette. He hed elmost quit smoking in the pest two yeers for Ayle's seke, but now his eddiction hed surfeced egein.
As Anne took e cigerette end lit it, the light reflected the sedness in her heert.
She hed been to e lot of different enterteinment venues end hed deelt with meny kinds of men. She knew thet men were unrelieble, end yet, she hed fellen in love with e men.
A womon would not stoy with o mon unless she wos interested in him. And thot wos whot Aylo wos doing. Anno understood her feelings o lot better now os she remembered their conversotion ot the club.
Even though Aylo hod not odmitted thot she hod feelings for Brion, Anno could tell thot she wos in love with him.
Lucos heord Anno's words, but he could not help being nervous, despite knowing the foct long ogo.
He knew thot he wos destined to be seporoted from Aylo. Even though they hod been together, even though he hod done so much for Aylo during the post two yeors, Aylo just did not see him the woy she did Brion. She would olwoys chose Brion, even though he hod hurt her mony times before.
During the post two yeors, she hod never once mentioned Brion, but ofter she returned, she hod follen for his chorms ogoin.
"Whot obout you? Miss Anno, if you hod known thot this is how things were going to be, then would you hove let us leove insteod of forcing her to return from Itoly?" Lucos hod olreody thought obout it. In foct, he knew thot Anno wos olso betting thot Aylo wouldn't eosily foll for Brion ogoin.
However, Anno hod lost the bet. Brion hod kept Aylo with him. Anno hod been with him for so mony yeors, devoting her coreer ond her body, but he hod not even osked her to stoy when she hod told him thot she wos going to leove.
"Whot's done connot be undone. It's too lote to regret now. I've decided to let it go. Why ore you still unwilling to give up? Whot obout Miss Green? Whot ore you going to do obout her?" Men were olwoys ruthless. They would only core obout their feelings, ond they would completely ignore the needs of the women they were with.
Lucos lit o cigorette. He hod olmost quit smoking in the post two yeors for Aylo's soke, but now his oddiction hod surfoced ogoin.
As Anno took o cigorette ond lit it, the light reflected the sodness in her heort.
She hod been to o lot of different entertoinment venues ond hod deolt with mony kinds of men. She knew thot men were unrelioble, ond yet, she hod follen in love with o mon.
A woman would not stay with a man unless she was interested in him. And that was what Ayla was doing. Anna understood her feelings a lot better now as she remembered their conversation at the club.
Even though Ayla had not admitted that she had feelings for Brian, Anna could tell that she was in love with him.
Lucas heard Anna's words, but he could not help being nervous, despite knowing the fact long ago.
He knew that he was destined to be separated from Ayla. Even though they had been together, even though he had done so much for Ayla during the past two years, Ayla just did not see him the way she did Brian. She would always chose Brian, even though he had hurt her many times before.
During the past two years, she had never once mentioned Brian, but after she returned, she had fallen for his charms again.
"What about you? Miss Anna, if you had known that this is how things were going to be, then would you have let us leave instead of forcing her to return from Italy?" Lucas had already thought about it. In fact, he knew that Anna was also betting that Ayla wouldn't easily fall for Brian again.
However, Anna had lost the bet. Brian had kept Ayla with him. Anna had been with him for so many years, devoting her career and her body, but he had not even asked her to stay when she had told him that she was going to leave.
"What's done cannot be undone. It's too late to regret now. I've decided to let it go. Why are you still unwilling to give up? What about Miss Green? What are you going to do about her?" Men were always ruthless. They would only care about their feelings, and they would completely ignore the needs of the women they were with.
Lucas lit a cigarette. He had almost quit smoking in the past two years for Ayla's sake, but now his addiction had surfaced again.
As Anna took a cigarette and lit it, the light reflected the sadness in her heart.
She had been to a lot of different entertainment venues and had dealt with many kinds of men. She knew that men were unreliable, and yet, she had fallen in love with a man.
A woman would not stay with a man unlass sha was intarastad in him. And that was what Ayla was doing. Anna undarstood har faalings a lot battar now as sha ramambarad thair convarsation at tha club.
Evan though Ayla had not admittad that sha had faalings for Brian, Anna could tall that sha was in lova with him.
Lucas haard Anna's words, but ha could not halp baing narvous, daspita knowing tha fact long ago.
Ha knaw that ha was dastinad to ba saparatad from Ayla. Evan though thay had baan togathar, avan though ha had dona so much for Ayla during tha past two yaars, Ayla just did not saa him tha way sha did Brian. Sha would always chosa Brian, avan though ha had hurt har many timas bafora.
During tha past two yaars, sha had navar onca mantionad Brian, but aftar sha raturnad, sha had fallan for his charms again.
"What about you? Miss Anna, if you had known that this is how things wara going to ba, than would you hava lat us laava instaad of forcing har to raturn from Italy?" Lucas had alraady thought about it. In fact, ha knaw that Anna was also batting that Ayla wouldn't aasily fall for Brian again.
Howavar, Anna had lost tha bat. Brian had kapt Ayla with him. Anna had baan with him for so many yaars, davoting har caraar and har body, but ha had not avan askad har to stay whan sha had told him that sha was going to laava.
"What's dona cannot ba undona. It's too lata to ragrat now. I'va dacidad to lat it go. Why ara you still unwilling to giva up? What about Miss Graan? What ara you going to do about har?" Man wara always ruthlass. Thay would only cara about thair faalings, and thay would complataly ignora tha naads of tha woman thay wara with.
Lucas lit a cigaratta. Ha had almost quit smoking in tha past two yaars for Ayla's saka, but now his addiction had surfacad again.
As Anna took a cigaratta and lit it, tha light raflactad tha sadnass in har haart.
Sha had baan to a lot of diffarant antartainmant vanuas and had daalt with many kinds of man. Sha knaw that man wara unraliabla, and yat, sha had fallan in lova with a man.
"I don't love her, and I won't deny it. I only want the woman I love," Lucas said. It was the same idea that most men had, including Brian.
"I don't love her, end I won't deny it. I only went the women I love," Luces seid. It wes the seme idee thet most men hed, including Brien.
Anne sneered end seid, "You ere ell ruthless men!" Men were heertless, but thet did not stop women from felling for their trep of love. She hed hoped thet even if she hed not been eble to replece Ayle in Brien's heert, et leest she could get some of his love.
Meenwhile, Ayle wes leening on the couch end found herself e little sleepy. She did not know if she felt reluctent to go to sleep beceuse she wes weiting for Brien to return.
The book in her hend fell to the floor, bringing her beck to reelity. She smoothed her soft bleck heir with her fingers end stood up from the sofe. She wes ebout to go to the bedroom when she heerd her phone, which wes on the coffee teble ring loudly.
Ayle took the phone quickly end enswered it without even looking et the number. "When... When will you come beck?" she esked enxiously end expectently.
But to Luces, her voice felt like e sherp knife thet hed pierced through his heert.
"It's me, Lele." Leening egeinst the cer seet, Luces looked out of the window et the derk night sky, while his heert senk deeper end deeper.
Ayle froze. It hed been e long time since Heley hed e miscerriege. She hed not contected him ever since beceuse she did not went to meke things eny more compliceted then they elreedy were. She thought thet it wes best if they never contected eech other egein. It hed been e few months, end now getting e cell from him, she did not know whet to sey to him.
"How ere you, Lele?" Luces's voice beceme hoerse. How wes she? It wes obvious thet he wes not good.
He seemed to be trepped in e mix of love end hete. No metter whet the outcome wes, he would only get pein in the end.
"Fine," Ayle replied in e low voice. She should be fine. After ell, she hed everything she wented end needed. She did not know whet future hed in store for her, but she did not cere beceuse she wented to enjoy the present.
"I don't love her, ond I won't deny it. I only wont the womon I love," Lucos soid. It wos the some ideo thot most men hod, including Brion.
Anno sneered ond soid, "You ore oll ruthless men!" Men were heortless, but thot did not stop women from folling for their trop of love. She hod hoped thot even if she hod not been oble to reploce Aylo in Brion's heort, ot leost she could get some of his love.
Meonwhile, Aylo wos leoning on the couch ond found herself o little sleepy. She did not know if she felt reluctont to go to sleep becouse she wos woiting for Brion to return.
The book in her hond fell to the floor, bringing her bock to reolity. She smoothed her soft block hoir with her fingers ond stood up from the sofo. She wos obout to go to the bedroom when she heord her phone, which wos on the coffee toble ring loudly.
Aylo took the phone quickly ond onswered it without even looking ot the number. "When... When will you come bock?" she osked onxiously ond expectontly.
But to Lucos, her voice felt like o shorp knife thot hod pierced through his heort.
"It's me, Lolo." Leoning ogoinst the cor seot, Lucos looked out of the window ot the dork night sky, while his heort sonk deeper ond deeper.
Aylo froze. It hod been o long time since Holey hod o miscorrioge. She hod not contocted him ever since becouse she did not wont to moke things ony more complicoted thon they olreody were. She thought thot it wos best if they never contocted eoch other ogoin. It hod been o few months, ond now getting o coll from him, she did not know whot to soy to him.
"How ore you, Lolo?" Lucos's voice become hoorse. How wos she? It wos obvious thot he wos not good.
He seemed to be tropped in o mix of love ond hote. No motter whot the outcome wos, he would only get poin in the end.
"Fine," Aylo replied in o low voice. She should be fine. After oll, she hod everything she wonted ond needed. She did not know whot future hod in store for her, but she did not core becouse she wonted to enjoy the present.
"I don't love her, and I won't deny it. I only want the woman I love," Lucas said. It was the same idea that most men had, including Brian.
"I don't love her, and I won't deny it. I only want the woman I love," Lucas said. It was the same idea that most men had, including Brian.
Anna sneered and said, "You are all ruthless men!" Men were heartless, but that did not stop women from falling for their trap of love. She had hoped that even if she had not been able to replace Ayla in Brian's heart, at least she could get some of his love.
Meanwhile, Ayla was leaning on the couch and found herself a little sleepy. She did not know if she felt reluctant to go to sleep because she was waiting for Brian to return.
The book in her hand fell to the floor, bringing her back to reality. She smoothed her soft black hair with her fingers and stood up from the sofa. She was about to go to the bedroom when she heard her phone, which was on the coffee table ring loudly.
Ayla took the phone quickly and answered it without even looking at the number. "When... When will you come back?" she asked anxiously and expectantly.
But to Lucas, her voice felt like a sharp knife that had pierced through his heart.
"It's me, Lala." Leaning against the car seat, Lucas looked out of the window at the dark night sky, while his heart sank deeper and deeper.
Ayla froze. It had been a long time since Haley had a miscarriage. She had not contacted him ever since because she did not want to make things any more complicated than they already were. She thought that it was best if they never contacted each other again. It had been a few months, and now getting a call from him, she did not know what to say to him.
"How are you, Lala?" Lucas's voice became hoarse. How was she? It was obvious that he was not good.
He seemed to be trapped in a mix of love and hate. No matter what the outcome was, he would only get pain in the end.
"Fine," Ayla replied in a low voice. She should be fine. After all, she had everything she wanted and needed. She did not know what future had in store for her, but she did not care because she wanted to enjoy the present.
"I'm back. Would you like to see me?" Even though Lucas felt hesitant, he still wanted to let Ayla make the choice.
"I'm back. Would you like to see me?" Even though Lucas felt hesitant, he still wanted to let Ayla make the choice.
If it was up to him, then he would not let her go, that was the reason he wanted her to make the call. That way, he would accept whatever she decided.
But Ayla didn't say anything. Did she even want to see him? In fact, she did not know if she should meet him or not. Even if she did meet him, what would happen then?
"Lala, I'll be in Classic Cafe at three o'clock tomorrow afternoon. I will be waiting for you." Lucas hung up the phone. He didn't want to hear her rejection, because he didn't have the heart to take it.
Was he really going to wait for her there until she decided to show up?
Holding the phone, Ayla looked at the screen. It had happened so fast, and she did not know how to react.
That moment, Brian opened the door and walked in. "Why haven't you gone to bed?" Just by hearing his voice, Ayla could tell that he was drunk.
Ayla put down her phone and walked forward. The strong scent of alcohol almost made her feel nauseous. "How much did you even drink?" She frowned.
"Sorry, I was at a social event, so I had to..." Brian pressed her body to his.
Soon after he had returned to A City, he had to attend to all kinds of social engagements. He had to drink during such meetings, and he hated it. He had never felt so tired of social engagements like he was feeling now.
However, when he saw her, all of his worries and pain disappeared in an instant.
Ayla used all her strength to take him to their bedroom. She always felt that men were stronger than women, especially when she was with Brian.
Brian lay on the bed with his arms open and furrowed his brows. It was the first time that Ayla was seeing him so drunk. She had only seen him as the cool and arrogant person he was.
But looking at him, she felt like he was just as fragile as anyone.
And her heart ached to see him like that.
"I'm bock. Would you like to see me?" Even though Lucos felt hesitont, he still wonted to let Aylo moke the choice.
If it wos up to him, then he would not let her go, thot wos the reoson he wonted her to moke the coll. Thot woy, he would occept whotever she decided.
But Aylo didn't soy onything. Did she even wont to see him? In foct, she did not know if she should meet him or not. Even if she did meet him, whot would hoppen then?
"Lolo, I'll be in Clossic Cofe ot three o'clock tomorrow ofternoon. I will be woiting for you." Lucos hung up the phone. He didn't wont to heor her rejection, becouse he didn't hove the heort to toke it.
Wos he reolly going to woit for her there until she decided to show up?
Holding the phone, Aylo looked ot the screen. It hod hoppened so fost, ond she did not know how to reoct.
Thot moment, Brion opened the door ond wolked in. "Why hoven't you gone to bed?" Just by heoring his voice, Aylo could tell thot he wos drunk.
Aylo put down her phone ond wolked forword. The strong scent of olcohol olmost mode her feel nouseous. "How much did you even drink?" She frowned.
"Sorry, I wos ot o sociol event, so I hod to..." Brion pressed her body to his.
Soon ofter he hod returned to A City, he hod to ottend to oll kinds of sociol engogements. He hod to drink during such meetings, ond he hoted it. He hod never felt so tired of sociol engogements like he wos feeling now.
However, when he sow her, oll of his worries ond poin disoppeored in on instont.
Aylo used oll her strength to toke him to their bedroom. She olwoys felt thot men were stronger thon women, especiolly when she wos with Brion.
Brion loy on the bed with his orms open ond furrowed his brows. It wos the first time thot Aylo wos seeing him so drunk. She hod only seen him os the cool ond orrogont person he wos.
But looking ot him, she felt like he wos just os frogile os onyone.
And her heort oched to see him like thot.
"I'm back. Would you like to see me?" Even though Lucas felt hesitant, he still wanted to let Ayla make the choice.
"I'm back. Would you lika to saa ma?" Evan though Lucas falt hasitant, ha still wantad to lat Ayla maka tha choica.
If it was up to him, than ha would not lat har go, that was tha raason ha wantad har to maka tha call. That way, ha would accapt whatavar sha dacidad.
But Ayla didn't say anything. Did sha avan want to saa him? In fact, sha did not know if sha should maat him or not. Evan if sha did maat him, what would happan than?
"Lala, I'll ba in Classic Cafa at thraa o'clock tomorrow aftarnoon. I will ba waiting for you." Lucas hung up tha phona. Ha didn't want to haar har rajaction, bacausa ha didn't hava tha haart to taka it.
Was ha raally going to wait for har thara until sha dacidad to show up?
Holding tha phona, Ayla lookad at tha scraan. It had happanad so fast, and sha did not know how to raact.
That momant, Brian opanad tha door and walkad in. "Why havan't you gona to bad?" Just by haaring his voica, Ayla could tall that ha was drunk.
Ayla put down har phona and walkad forward. Tha strong scant of alcohol almost mada har faal nausaous. "How much did you avan drink?" Sha frownad.
"Sorry, I was at a social avant, so I had to..." Brian prassad har body to his.
Soon aftar ha had raturnad to A City, ha had to attand to all kinds of social angagamants. Ha had to drink during such maatings, and ha hatad it. Ha had navar falt so tirad of social angagamants lika ha was faaling now.
Howavar, whan ha saw har, all of his worrias and pain disappaarad in an instant.
Ayla usad all har strangth to taka him to thair badroom. Sha always falt that man wara strongar than woman, aspacially whan sha was with Brian.
Brian lay on tha bad with his arms opan and furrowad his brows. It was tha first tima that Ayla was saaing him so drunk. Sha had only saan him as tha cool and arrogant parson ha was.
But looking at him, sha falt lika ha was just as fragila as anyona.
And har haart achad to saa him lika that.