Sweet Sweet Love

Chapter 2 Because I Find You Disgusting

"You saw us?" Aron raised his eyebrows in surprise. However, there was no trace of regret in his expression.

He reached up his hand to touch his cheek where she slapped him, a sneer showing in his face. 'No fucking wonder she's being so emotional today,' he thought. Now that she'd seen it, then there was no need to pretend anymore. Aron sat in the sofa, face as stoic as a statue.

"You want to know why I didn't like to touch your body in years, Yolande? Do you know? It's because I find you disgusting!"

He sneered even more once that he'd seen her flushed red. However, Aron was not going to stop right then and there. "Do you know how disgusting you are in my eyes? Honestly, it never occurred to me that a woman that looked so chaste, would sleep with a man over his eighties!"

"Enough, Aron!"

Yolande roared, about to raise her hand only to be caught by Aron before it could even reach his face. He raised an eyebrow.

"What? You want to hit me again? The less you want me to say, the more I'd talk!"

He roughly grabbed her jaw and pulled her face closer to his, nails digging into her skin. She flinched as his eyes darkened in fury.

"Do you know the difference between you and your sister? A woman like you doesn't deserve to be my wife!"

He finally shoved her away before wiping his hand on his coat as if he'd just touched something dirty. Without another word, he turned on his heel and stomped right off, slamming the door behind him. The enormous villa was now empty, nothing left but the howling winds and the rustling of leaves.

She sniffled, tears continuously running down her face. Her face was now stark pale. She leaned against the door, a hand running down across the handle, gripping it tightly.

It felt as if she had lost her strength to even stand up as she landed on the ground with a thump.

Everything was over now.

The man didn't love her, not even one bit.

Now, she was starting to think whether he loved her at all from the start.

Outside the villa, it was pitch black, like her soul. She had been walking around like a zombie all her life, controlled by her feelings for a man who'd never return them. It was time to start anew.

"Mrs. Gu, have you really made up your mind? As your lawyer, I don't advise that you give it up. You're still entitled to a share of Mr. Gu's property according to marriage article–"

He was about to continue in disbelief once they met again face to face. Usually, most women would try to earn as much as they could from these types of divorce cases. This was the first time he'd encountered such a woman.

"I don't want anything from him, Attorney Zhang," she interrupted before he could blabber on about the laws that could permit her in getting more money. "I've made up my mind."

She took up her pen and signed her name on the divorce agreement.

"But..."

"Don't worry." She smiled faintly. "I won't pay you any less."

Under her lawyer's confusing gaze, she quickly packed up her luggage and set off for home.

Sitting on the backseat of a taxi, she took one last look at the villa through the rearview mirror. She stayed there for the past three years, yet she never really formed any attachment to the place.

"Miss, are you okay?" the driver asked.

Yolande quickly wiped tears with the back of her sleeve. "The wind was just too strong. Sand must've gotten in my eyes,"

she said before turning to look at the window. She still had a long way to go before she reached home, so that she might clear up her mind for a bit.

Her family still wasn't informed of her divorce, so they began to make a fuss the moment she arrived. Honestly, she'd expected that her family would understand what she was going through and offer her a place to stay, but it seemed not. Material © NôvelDrama.Org.

"Why did you come back?" Harvey Su yelled at the sight of his daughter's figure coming from the door. He lifted up his cup from the tea table and threw it at her feet.

The glassware shattered around her, some shards even scratching her lower legs while the others fell into her shoes.

"Dad," she stuttered.

She wasn't expecting this kind of reaction, especially from her father. "I..."

"Don't call me like that! I don't have a shameless daughter like you!" Harvey Su heaved in anger, waving her off. His face was red as he breathed in and out.

"You know your father has a heart problem!" Her stepmother, Wendy Chu, stepped forward, patting her husband's chest. "You dare come back? Please, Harvey, calm down."

"I... I just came back to take something. I'll get going soon." She hastily turned around and left for her room.

Yolande had thought that her family would be there for her, not turn her away as if she were nothing but a beggar. She couldn't believe that she was being rejected by her own home.

Her feet ached as she trudged along, feeling the leftover shards digging deeper into her feet. Finally reaching her room, she jumped at the edge of her bed and nursed her feet, taking off the shards that had punctured her piece by piece.

"Why?" she whispered. "How did it come to this? What did I do to deserve this?"

As Yolande pulled out the last piece of glass, her hands trembled. They were stained with blood now.

Her husband had just insulted her and her father drove her out.

The two men she loved the most wanted nothing more than for her to disappear. Things were different back then. Back then, her father would greet her as the best daughter in the world, while her husband would tell her how much he loved her.

That was all in the past.

The more she recalled the past, the sadder she became. She hugged her knees. As she buried her face down to her knees, her tears fell down to her dress, mixing with the blood that had stained her white dress.

"Yolande?"

The door creaked open,

as a slim and attractive woman slipped into the room.

"Yolande, what's wrong? What happened? Why do you have blood all over?" Sunny Su rushed over to her, stunned at the scene.

"Nothing."

Yolande turned away, wiping the blood off her skin as quickly as possible.

She stared at Sunny Su coldly. This wasn't her sister anymore. She was nothing more than an enemy.

"Your feet... Are you injured?" Sunny Su turned to walk away.

"I'll get the medicine box!"

"Stop!"

Seeing how fake this was, Yolande couldn't help but wrinkle her nose in disgust. This was getting pathetic.

Sunny Su could only look at her with furrowed eyebrows.

"Yolande?" she said tentatively.

"Drop the bullshit, Sunny.

You think I don't know what you did? You bitch!"