Love Began with the First Meeting novel Chapter 930

As she clutched the pen tightly in her hand, Vivi's provocative eyes flashed through her mind. She imagined Aaron caressing Vivi with his hands, the hands which had hugged her passionately before.

She felt a sudden lurch in her stomach. Although she knew that he had affairs with quite a number of women and that she was just one of them, and those sweet words he said to her was just flippant words, not his true feelings, she still felt a sharp pain deep inside.

"He-he... Ximena, what the hell are you thinking?" she huffed, scorning at herself. "If you are still nurturing feelings for Aaron, that only means that you are degrading yourself even more and you have no one else to blame but yourself."

As her mind went on a rampage, she was so pissed off that she bit down on her lips hard. Even as her lips cracked and blood oozed out, she didn't care to stop biting. Her eyes, which had hidden too many sour life experiences within them, were full of self-mockery.

She attached herself to Aaron simply because she wanted to live the life which she had always wanted. After experiencing the tragic love with James and the loss of her baby, she did not want to hold onto something that did not belong to her. As long as she could live a good life and didn't have to lose her pride and dignity when she met Aaron's demands, she would be satisfied.

With an abrupt "snap", the pen in her hand broke into two. She jumped to her feet and rushed into the bathroom. As soon as she entered into the shower, she sank down to hit the smooth tiles. With a vague consciousness, she turned on the shower. Cold water hit her mercilessly and wet her from head to toe. She didn't feel the coldness that was engulfing her body at that moment; she just sat on the bathroom floor motionless.

The cold water wet her shirt and her hair; she was a total mess, but she didn't care. She was immersed in her miserable thoughts. 'I need to wake up. I need to wake up from this fancy dream... If I want to live in this island which I hate so much, I need to wake up. Everything I have at this moment will vanish if Aaron loses his interest in me.

Aaron could never fall in love with me, just as I couldn't fall for him. Neither of us could ever trust each other. Then why did he say the word 'home' in front of me so hypocritically? Ximena, you only have to believe in yourself. You are the only one who would never wish you harm. And you would never betray yourself!'

"Ha-ha! Hahahaha!"

Like a mad woman, Ximena burst into a creepy laughter. In the end, the laughter warped into a whimpering cry. The cold water running down her face hid the uncontrollable tears that rolled down her eyes.

She didn't know how long she had been sitting in the shower, acting like a crazy woman before she turned off the shower and stood up, supporting herself on the wall. As she walked to her bedroom, she took off her wet clothes, and without drying her hair, she slumped into the bed. She curled up her body, closed her sore eyes, and gradually fell into a deep sleep. She did not want to face the sharp pain in her heart anymore.

The night had become extremely quiet. But the night was cruel to Ximena. She was growing restless in her sleep, and she swallowed her saliva in a daze; her throat was dry and sore, while her lips were pale and cracked. Her whole body was trembling and it was so sore and cold.

"Hmm..." Ximena whined painfully in a low voice and shivered faintly with a constant alternative feeling of heat and chill. Her consciousness was in complete chaos, and she could not tell whether she was awake or in a dream.

Ximena was trapped in a horrible nightmare. In the dream, she was running away from some children who were trying to rob her food again, and she was a child in the dream. She was around ten years old, but was short for her age. She looked particularly skinny because of poverty and starvation. There was a group of hooligans on the street, the eldest of whom was eleven and the youngest was about six. They were always very fond of robbing her food which she worked hard to find.

"Don't take my food!" the young Ximena said hastily. Although her voice was small, it was sharp.

"Hey! Give it to us, or we'll beat you up!" one of the kids threatened her.

She glared at them angrily like an irritated leopard.