An Inevitable Fate?

Aaron slowly moved away from her neck and lifted his head with a lot of difficulties to see her face. Rachel's eyes were half opened, but they weren't focused, which confirmed that she was not awake yet.

She gazed him with her teary eyes, looking pitiful. Aaron had to bite back his anger which was at its peaks level. Fearing that he might lash out on her, he opened the car door and went out hurriedly.

Taking a few steps away from the car, he stood near the pond. He tried to cool out his anger. But even after some time, all he could hear was Rachel calling someone else's name. No man could tolerate it if his woman calls out another guy's name while being intimate. Aaron was no exception.

What made him more frustrated was, she calling her deceased husband even in that situation, which only proved one thing. She wasn't in love with Aaron... yet.

He laughed, mocking himself for thinking that he could get Rachel all for himself. What more? He had thought, only Darren was his love-rival. Hah! Guess what? Her husband, Eric, who was not even alive anymore, was also his love-rival.

He could easily beat Darren in this matter. He was confident. But, about Eric... He gritted his teeth, clenching his fist. His eyes were cold. He didn't want to conclude this. He knew his love for her was beyond anyone's imagination, beyond anyone's expectation. He believed his love would definitely win Rachel's heart. He may not know the story behind her marriage life, but, he was sure, he could replace Eric's position in her heart. He swore that he would overwrite her life with Eric, with his own!

After some time, he consoled himself and calmed down. Now, as he became clear-headed, he remembered that he has left Rachel alone in the car. Mentally scolding himself, he strode towards the car.

When he opened the car door, he saw her sleeping like sleeping beauty, peacefully. She looked so innocent as if she wasn't the one who cried historically for no reason. Seeing her like this, his heart melted.

looking at her doll-like face, he said helplessly, "Rach, how can you sleep peacefully after messing up my life?"

He sighed and removed his leather jacket to cover her. He leaned in and kissed her forehead affectionately. This was his Rachel. He would make sure no one could stop it from happening.

With a determined gaze, he started the car and drove it in a certain direction.

In the Grand hotel, inside a room, Darren's phone chimed. His face went pale, seeing the text.

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A car came to a stop in front of Rosewood mansion.

Ren breathed a sigh of relief as they reached the mansion. He had expected the drunk woman to create some trouble, but unexpectedly, she didn't. All the way, she slept like a baby.

He nudged her with his elbow, hoping she could wake up. To his bad luck, even after poking several times, she didn't move her eye-lashes also. He gave up!

He got down from the car, walked around and opened the passenger's door. He bent and carefully lifted her in his arms. He thought it was not a difficult task to carry this woman.

No! He was wrong!

After three steps, he staggered and almost fell. Thank god, he steadied himself. After finding his balance, he glared at the woman, who was sleeping without any care in the world. She looked slim, but... how can a girl be so heavy? He bet she would weigh around 120 pounds.

He gritted his teeth, lifting her higher once more. After making sure that she was secured in his arms, he resumed his walking.

Standing in front of the door, he had a troubled expression. How was he supposed to knock now? He tried doing it with his elbows, but all the efforts went to waste. He was about to use his long legs to 'knock', but suddenly stopped. Black-High heeled boots came to his sight. He chuckled when a super-duper idea came to his mind. Should she not help him?

Hence, he used her boots to 'knock' by banging her feet on to the door. After two times, he stopped to look at the woman in his arms, to see if she was awake. He nodded and continued his work.

Knock! Knock!

He was about to knock again, but the door opened, revealing Jane who was yawning with her mouth wide open.