Chapter 47 It sucks
As Candy stepped forward, Venessa's eyes widened like those of the moon. The look on Candy's face showed she was really going to do it, even her father couldn't help in this situation.
Venessa did the best thing she could think of. "Stop, Candy," she went on her knee, her eyes tearing up. "Don't kill me!"
Candy stopped in her tracks and frowned. What was Venessa doing? She didn't mind and continued stepping forward.
This time, Mr. Henry stood before Candy, stopping her again.
"Would you like to join her?" she asked coldly.
"She said sorry," Mr. Henry said.
"No, she didn't," Candy raised her brow. Mr. Henry swallowed then cast a glance over to Diego standing in the distance. The man had a blank look on his face with both of his hands casually tucked into his pockets.
"You need to stop her," he said to Diego.
"You should have stopped your daughter from saying shit about my wife. Should I handle her myself?" Diego asked. Mr. Henry immediately knew there was no way out.
"Move, you're wasting my time," Candy warned.
Venessa took in a large breath.
"I'm sorry!" her voice sounded from behind. They all turned their gaze to her.
'Fuck, she apologized!' Candy grunted inwardly. She badly wished Venessa didn't, so she could teach her a lesson she'd never forget, but seeing the lady swallow her so-called pride made her anger fade away.
"See? She apologized," Mr. Henry said.
Candy scoffed. "Don't cross paths with me ever again," she said, turning to leave the restaurant.
Mr. Henry faced Diego.
"I will never forget how you disrespected me, Diego. Your father is surely going to be..."
"Shh," Diego shut him up calmly. "You're getting on my nerves."
"How could you have forgotten that I'm your father's childhood friend and that I've contributed a lot to the Gonzalez company? Marrying my daughter can't be so hard. Instead, you went ahead to marry that..."
"Hey," Diego growled. "You're getting on my fucking nerves," he warned again. This time his voice was cold, dripping with deadly aura. His gaze was cold and dark. Mr. Henry knew it was best to shut up.
Diego slowly turned his back and left the restaurant too.
"You'll regret this, Diego. You and that little witch," Mr. Henry's grip tightened.
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"Candy," Diego called for the woman, walking away from him at a fast pace.
"Candy," he called again. He took three long strides and caught up to her. Turning her around to face him, she immediately dropped her hand forcefully.
"Stop following me," she said coldly. Diego saw the tears in her eyes and he hated it.
"You're crying," he stated softly.
"Why are you worried about me? I told you not to act nice... it sucks," her voice croaked as they locked gazes. She was angry, he knew that. Seeing her tears, he wanted to go back and teach Venessa and her father another lesson, but he managed to suppress that urge.
Without a word, he lifted his hand to her face, slowly wiping her tears using his thumb.
Candy felt her heart fluttering at his gentle touch and gaze. He was at it again, driving her mind crazy. Was he pretending again?
"I hate your tears," he muttered softly, causing her heart to skip a beat.
Lifting her hand up, Candy moved his hand away.
"You hate my tears but once caused them," she mumbled. "Don't worry about me."
Pulling out her phone, she called Yazmine who was very close. Diego didn't stop her, as Jameson had told him not to.
Yazmine appeared at the scene and greeted Diego. He told Yazmine to take care of her and watched them leave.
"Just a little bit more time," Diego muttered.
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"Did he hurt you again?" Yazmine asked lightly as she drove them to her apartment.
"Not him. I just feel like I don't know what I'm doing," Candy mumbled. "I'm just ignoring the past and thinking everything is alright, but it's not."
"Hey, you shouldn't think that way, Candy. No one is all right, but we are trying to be. That's just human; we all have our pain, but it's a choice for you not to let it control you," Yazmine stated, and Candy sighed.
"By the way, what happened back there?" Yazmine asked after a while of silence.
As Candy explained what happened, Yazmine halted the car immediately.
"What?! Why didn't you tell me sooner? I could have gone back to the restaurant and shoved her face in the damn toilet. How dare she say that!" Yazmine growled.
"It's fine, she apologized already. I just feel like she..."
"Don't complete that sentence, Candy. Are you still blaming yourself for him? It was not your fault. He deserves the shit that came up right to him. And don't worry, I believe we'll have little ones running around you later on. You just have to believe and keep pushing," Yazmine's words relieved Candy a little.
After Candy fell asleep in the room, Yazmine couldn't. Her thoughts were occupied with Aiden.
"Is he alright?" she muttered, then decided to try calling him, but he didn't answer.
"Gosh, I'm so anxious," Yazmine mumbled. Sparing Candy a glance, she stood up from the bed.
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Yazmine's eyes darted around the cold, dark street. She was dressed in a black shirt and trousers, comfortable enough to defend herself if something happened.
Arriving at the apartment, she sighed. Deeply, she knew Aiden was the anonymous guy but still chose to play dumb.
Knocking on the door lightly, she heard no reply. She tried the same thing again, but still no reply. Maybe he was not home.
She checked the time and saw it was 9:30. It was getting dark already. What was she thinking coming over here?
"Yazmine?" his familiar voice sounded from a distance. Turning her head in the direction, she saw Aiden walking towards her. The way he called her name made her swallow.
"What are you doing here?" he asked lightly. His eyes were a bit red, showing his lack of sleep.
"I came to check on you. You weren't picking up my calls or messages," she said.
"I left my phone inside while rushing to the hospital. Sorry. Let's go inside," he said, stepping to open the door.
"Oh, there's no need."
"It'll be raining soon," Aiden spoke, and the sky roared after his words. "See?"
"Uhm..." she tried to speak, but the man opened the door and stepped in, leaving the door open for her. Yazmine stepped into the comfortable, well-furnished apartment. It exuded a calm and nice aura.
"Nice apartment," she complimented.
"Thanks," Aiden said, preparing some juice for her.
"Aren't you going to ask how I found out about the place you live?" she asked.
"There's no need to pretend. I know you knew already," he said, handing a glass of juice to her as she sat on the couch. The rain had already started.
Her heart began to pound hard. This was the first time she would be staying in a guy's place, but for some reason, she felt comfortable around him.