Login via

My Fiancée Hates Me novel Chapter 89

I felt like I lost something when Garett said that we should 'break up'. Something in the back of my head told me to reject it right away, but his pained expression was so true that it stopped me from saying anything else.

I was too distraught to notice when Garett left me. Before I knew it, I was left all alone under the scattering cherry blossom trees.

In such a beautiful place, I received the most lonely and saddest breakup speech.

What was my other self-thinking about hurting this man by playing with his feelings? Did I think he deserved it?

Am I really that awful of a person to play with someone's feelings to the point that their heart is crying outside of their body?

Why does it hurt to see him in pain?

Why won't anyone help fill in the gaps of my missing memory?

"Arielle, there you are," Erik said as he ran to me.

"...You were looking for me?" I asked.

...You were looking for your cheating fiancée?

No, you would have known everything, since you barely trust me on my own.

...Why did such an ugly thought appear in my head?

"My father came in secret. He said that he wanted to see you, so I went looking for you," Erik said as he looked up at the trees. "You were sitting here this whole time?"

"Yes," I answered.

"I thought that you would have at least a few petals in your hair from sitting underneath the cherry blossoms," Erik said.

"You seem disappointed," I said.

"Of course...I missed an excuse to touch your lovely hair," Erik said.

I snapped my head in the other direction.

I should be used to his teasing, but my heart feels uneasy.

"You are such a tease," I said

"Let's go see my father now," Erik said as he gently pulled me along by my hand.

"Can I see him like this?" I asked.

I do not have any memories of this life and I just heard my former fake lover's mouth that I was cheating on Erik even if it was a false relationship.

"Of course! You may not have your memories, but I can take over and support you whenever you need help," Erik said.

Again...I feel oppressed.

"I understand..."

We soon met up with His Majesty King Arundel who was wearing simple clothes and a brown wig to cover his striking blonde hair. He was casually waiting at a café.

"It is good to see you looking healthy, Lady Arielle," His Majesty said.

"Greetings, Your Majesty. I am honored to have received Your Majesty's concern," I said as I politely did a curtsy.

"Today, I am here as Sir Arun. I wanted to see my son's Graduation in person without disturbing the other guests attending," His Majesty said.

"You are benevolent as always, Sir Arun," I said with a smile.

"I believe that you are the one who has been benevolent towards my son. I am glad that you two decided to patch things up," His Majesty said.

"I am glad too," Erik said as he held my hand.

"She does not dislike you. Rather, it is your appearance," Erik said.

"I am ugly?"

"No, of course not...You look like my father's first love," Erik said.

I look exactly like my mother when I was her age.

"My mother was King Arundel's first love?" I asked.

"That was a long time ago, but Mother still thinks that he is in love with the Duchess after all of this time since he wanted her daughter to marry me but make no mistake because I love you for who you are. It has been that way since I first met you," Erik said as he held my hand.

The words 'I love you too' seem to cruel to say right after Garett just broke up with me because I could not say the same words to him.

I want to ask Erik if I truly was in a relationship with Garett, or it was all just a lie. If it was true, what is the relationship between Erik me?

All of the questions I want to ask suddenly to keep on getting shoved back into my throat.

I feel ill again...

"I would like to go back to my room to rest. It has been a long day," I said.

"I understand. Allow me to escort you back," Erik said as he walked me back to my dorm hall.

When I went back to my room, I quickly went for the washroom and threw up.

My current feelings tell me that I love Erik and he loves me. Just does my body have to reject it so much? It is almost as if my body was falling out of align with my mind.

Even the scene of rejection from Garett seemed to play in the back of my mind over and over again...

I do not understand why my thoughts keep on getting filled with Garett even though he rejected me so coldly.

Reading History

No history.

Comments

The readers' comments on the novel: My Fiancée Hates Me