I Swear, Let Me Love You Again

NATHANIEL’S POV: SAME NIGHT: I turned around tracing Lydia’s gaze after she had a look that screamed, ‘yikes’. I rolled my eyes meeting the eyes of the man who had picked her up from the company that night and the man she also went to the tech event with. Were they dating? I doubted they were together. However, what I still wasn’t clear about was Lydia’s feelings for me. Not that I believed she could ever have any feelings for me after all I had put her through. I just wanted to know if the fight I was willing to wage to make her fall for me would at least be worthwhile, if there was something worth pursuing. I couldn’t read her at all but it did make me happy seeing her smile after receiving my gifts for her. She was truly a gorgeous woman. I hope she knew I was sincerely going to stand behind her as she works to discover the truth behind her attempted murder. What if it is truly Jenny that’s involved in this or your mother, will you really make sure they end up behind bars? After what Jenny had done for you when you were young? How about your own birth mother? You will truly throw them behind bars over a woman that hates you to the marrow? A voice in my head questioned which made me think deeply thereby stressing me out. “Nathaniel…ummm, thank you for the gifts now. And Good day.” I wanted to chuckle at how she was literally trying to quick me out of the wide hallway but different thoughts overwhelmed my mind. So I kept a straight, emotionless face and placed my hands in my pockets. “You’re welcome again. Have a good day.” I said to her and she wasn’t even paying attention to me anymore. I sighed walking away heading into the elevator, taking long steps. I got into my new Ferrari I had just purchased about three weeks back, and zoomed off, trying to clear my thoughts. I couldn’t though, I finally arrived at a red traffic light and brought out my phone inviting my friends over though I was uncertain if Melissa will let Jacob out of the house by this time of the night but I was willing to risk because at the end of the day, he’s the one with the best advice. My phone dinged indicating I had gotten a message from Rachel but the lights had turned from red to green, so I didn’t have the time to check what she had to say. I knew she would like me to pick up food as she had been ordering me around after just a week of her staying with me. On another hand, I was grateful she moved in with me. We had been able to catch up and get along on a level we weren’t able to do all our lives due to our mother. About twenty minutes later, due to the speed at which I moved. I finally arrived at my penthouse and used my key to get in, the atmosphere in the house was strange and an unfamiliar scent intoxicated the air. Walking further into the apartment, I saw Rachel walking towards me with an angry expression on her face and I knitted my eyebrow in confusion. “What’s going on?” I asked and she gave me a look. “What’s going on?! You invited that peasant here and didn’t think to inform me first.” I chuckled while walking to the kitchen to grab a bottle of water before going to greet my “peasant” friend. “Which of my friends is a peasant to you?” I asked but stopped in my tracks seeing the back view of Jennifer as she was busy cooking up something. “Oh so Jenny is your friend now?” She whisper yelled in my ear and I mushed her head away. “I didn’t know she was coming.” I whispered back to her and now Jenny must have sensed a presence as she turned around smiling brightly. “Hey Nate.” For as long as I have known Jenny I knew she only called me that when she was trying to get in my good graces. There was one time when we dated back in high school, she had been so mean to one of those humble girls and I was against it and threatened to even break up with her, mostly because I wasn’t completely into her and we were basically compelled by our parents to date. Eventually, she got into trouble after she hadn’t listened to me so she begged for my forgiveness, calling me ‘Nate.’ Just like my father had always called me. She embraced me and I asked, looking down at her with my hands by my side debating whether to hug her back or not, “What’s going on? What are you doing here?” “You’re so mean. Can’t I just pop up and make something nice for all three of us? Plus with Rachel’s absence, everywhere back at home is boring and I miss us having fun.” She answered, stepping away from me and looking at both Rachel and I with sad eyes. Rachel scoffed, shaking her head at her, “Don’t you like have a job? Because I’m certain Nathaniel provided a job for you at the marketing team in the company.” I gulped out of my bottle of water and glanced at Jenny who chuckled nervously. “I’m still on a short break, I will be back soon. How about you? I see your bruises are healing.” I was working on getting my hands on Jason but he seemed to have disappeared from the face of earth. His parents were doing a good job at hiding him plus Rachel had signed a contract that states that whatever happens between Jason and her during their relationship must not be disclosed to the media or she would serve years in prisonment. I wasn’t sure how true that information was but I decided to leave it but felt completely useless as I could neither get my hands on him nor could I relay the information of his abusive ways to the public. They set up the dining room for dinner while I went upstairs to shower, then I brought out my phone realizing I had forgotten to send the message to my friends. I sucked my teeth then carried my phone downstairs texting and deleting the message I was thinking of sending to Lydia. I decided to not just send anything but that wouldn’t work right? The table was arranged with a bunch of mouth watering meals which was quite shocking as I knew certainly Jenny couldn’t make a meal. “I know what you’re thinking and no, she didn’t make all these. She just requested the cooks to prepare something and all she did was warm it up.” Rachel whispered, wanting Jenny to hear loud and clear. “You’re so annoying for real.” Rachel laughed being petty. We all took a seat and Jenny helped me serve my plate then handed it to me. “All this and you won’t won’t get a ring or even a title.” Rachel muttered after I collected my plate and I shook my head in disapproval at her words. “Anyways…I saw the news.. so Lydia is really a Miller. I really feel horrible for treating her horribly those years and always accusing her of being a gold digger when she probably has more money in her bank account than the company has in their account.” Rachel spoke then said the last part playfully. “Why is the Miller such a big name? Like I’m tired of literally hearing her name and surname. Plus the dumb book she’s publishing will most likely tarnish you all’s image especially your mother’s and you’re saying you feel horrible. Be for real, Rach. That girl is exactly what we have thought about her all these years and there’s no big deal about her.” I looked up from my phone and scrunched up my face looking at Jenny who was clearly irritated and frustrated uttering words that held bitterness and jealousy. “The Miller is a big name because they are extremely wealthy, have helped thousands of people around the country and are most likely the most powerful family before the Kings. And also Lydia can do whatever she likes so quit talking down on her alright?” I was trying to mask how annoyed I am about her words but it was difficult. I needed to do everything in my power to protect Lydia because if I had done that the first time she would most likely still be my beautiful wife. “Good night. I’m not even hungry anymore.” I rose up from my seat seeing the shocked look on Jenny’s face and Rachel was rather amused. Jenny might be jealous of Lydia but could it have reached the point of wanting to kill her? I thought to myself. Meanwhile Jenny was both furious and somewhat scared.Content is © by NôvelDrama.Org.

***** LYDIA’S POV. I had informed Aaron to wait for me after Nathaniel had left and he agreed reluctantly. I went ahead to drop the gift Nathaniel had brought and met Ariana passed out on the couch. I dashed out of the room and stood next to Aaron who was staring straight ahead. I glanced at his side profile looking at his handsome facial features and though he seemed mad, he still looked like a model. Any woman would truly be lucky to have him. “What was he doing here?” Aaron asked after a moment of just gazing at the night light and beauty of the city. I sighed deeply, “He just came to check up on me and bring food he thought I might need…but why are you even questioning me?” He scoffed, smiling humorlessly and turned his gaze unto me. “Why am I questioning you? Lydia, I’m in this city because of you. I’m trying to move here all for you, all I’m trying to do and thinking of right now works around YOU.” “And I don’t want that for you! I don’t want you to hate me after you realize there’s nothing to fight for here. I don’t want to be in a relationship. All I need are simply friends who truly love and care about me as friends, nothing else. And a friend can only be that when they are already loved and truly happy. Don’t sacrifice anything for me nor revolve your world around me because you will truly despise me later!” I matched his temper and he instantly relaxed, his eyes darting from my left eye to my right eye trying to read what I wasn’t sure about. “You really have no feelings for me? But you do for someone who did not treat you right when he had you?” My heart dropped at his words but I wasn’t sure why because I truly had no feelings for Nathaniel. “I don’t have feelings for him.” I spoke with my voice low. “Who are you trying to convince? Me or yourself?” He asked and without waiting for a response he walked away making me exhale deeply. As I watched him leave, entering the elevator without turning back, I was just processing the events of tonight right before my phone dinged indicating I had gotten a message. My eyebrows knitted together reading and re-reading the text message all over again from a private number, I know who cut the brakes to your car.