Hate To Love You My Billionaire Lover

Arianna’s attending doctor continued to despise Travis. At first, Arianna thought it was fun to watch her piss Travis off, but then she began to pity him. Travis was the one paying the hospital’s bill, and that old doctor was treating him like dirt.

When Travis was away, Arianna’s doctor said to her, “Women need to learn to care for and love themselves. Others aren’t reliable, especially men.”

From the doctor’s eyes, Arianna knew she must have pieced together her relationship with Travis. Arianna thanked her in a little embarrassment and asked, “Can I still have children in the future?”

The doctor pulled out Arianna’s file and wrote down a few things. She then showed Arianna a page and said, “Your condition is now under control, and only a few things are a little higher than they should be. But if you continue to torture yourself, it’s hard to tell what the future will hold.”All content is property © NôvelDrama.Org.

On the day that Arianna was discharged, Travis’s driver took a longer route to go home, but it was smoother than the direct way. The roads had been damaged by rain in the past few days and were now under repair.

Arianna was originally sitting in the back seat with her body stuffed in a pile of cushions to avoid shaking and hurting her wound. She was also tied by a safety belt. She felt like a piece of cargo filed in with other freight items. At least she wasn’t in pain anymore.

The car kept turning through the forest like it was a labyrinth. Looking out the window, she could see a blur of brown and green as they passed by the trees. It did not take long before Arianna felt tired and sleepy.

She woke up in Travis’s arms. She was sitting on his lap with one arm around his neck.

Arianna did not know how this happened, so she pretended to be asleep, focusing her hearing on his heartbeat. At least his body was warm and did a better job heating her than the blanket.

Someone in the front seat asked, “Mr. Cooper, there is another mountain road ahead. Should we continue West? We won’t arrive until the evening if we do.”

She heard a response from the depths of his chest through his clothes.

“Well, so be it.”

The drive that normally would have taken two hours ended up taking the whole afternoon with all the detours.

At first, the plan was to send Arianna to her apartment under the care of an in-home nurse until she was fully recovered.

However, the nurse alerted them that there was ongoing construction right by Arianna’s apartment building, making a lot of noise. According to the nurse, the construction was predicted to last ten days, which would impede the patient’s recovery.

Arianna initially refused to let Travis designate her caretaker and refused to let him arrange another place for her to rest.

Travis said calmly, “Even if a book borrowed from the library is broken, I have to repair the book before returning it.”

After he said this, she knew that struggling was useless. However, it also confirmed to her that once she was healed, she would be free to walk away.

She didn’t have the strength to run away for the time being. However, her doctor told her to be cautious, and she didn’t want to hurt herself more, so Arianna accepted the arrangement.

They stopped by Arianna’s apartment so she could pick up some of the belongings she wanted to have with her for her recovery. Travis helped her get to the apartment and waited in the living room. He did not even look at her bedroom.

Arianna picked up a few personal things with the help of the nurse. When she came out, she found Travis looking at her cabinet intently. It was a wine cabinet, but instead of holding bottles of wine, it held her variety of perfumes.

Travis admired the cabinet for a while and said, “What a strange preference for the little girl.”

When Arianna was walking downstairs, she didn’t want anyone’s help. She carefully grabbed the railing and insisted on going down by herself, step by step.

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Arianna’s new resting place was a small two-floored villa nestled in the green mountains and waters. The environment was quiet and serene.

The at-home nurse took care of Arianna every day, and there were other workers responsible for the cooking and cleaning.

Travis Cooper kept his promise. He only paid her one visit at dusk and would not bother her anymore during the day. Arianna went to bed early and woke up late. She occasionally went to the balcony to bask in the sunlight and enjoy the breeze.

She lived there for one week, and it was peaceful between her and Travis. Before she left, she wondered if she and Travis had gotten to know each other in a normal way, they might have gotten along well. But if she could rewind time, she wished she never had the chance to know him.

On the first day when he came, she was asleep. The nurse had told her that he had come to see her.

On the second day, when he came, she pretended to be sleeping.

On the third day, she didn’t have time to pretend to be asleep, so she had to talk to him.

“Do you feel better?” He asked.

“I’m much better now.” She replied.

On the fourth day, when he came, she was working hard to restring a broken bead bracelet of hers.

The string of the strange colored bracelet was the last gift from Arianna’s mother. Each bead was beautifully covered with a marble-style look. Today the string broke, and the beads scattered across the floor. Her nurse bent down and picked them up one by one.

When they stopped by her apartment before coming to this villa, Arianna only had a few minutes to pack her things. She took one item that belonged to each of her relatives as if, in this way, they could protect her.

She took this bracelet from her mother, a cuff button from her father, and a gold thimble from her grandmother, which were all put in a delicate silver cigarette case she once grabbed from her grandfather.