Hate To Love You My Billionaire Lover

“No. Her temper is strange, but her heart is very good. Go and have fun, I will pick you up at eleven o’clock.”

Claire was not allowed to participate because she had not yet passed her 18th birthday. She was depressed.

The dance party was very gorgeous and lively, the kind of gorgeous and lively that Arianna didn’t adapt to. The old lady, whose name was Annie Johnson, looked at Arianna from top to toe with satisfaction and said, “It seems that my clothes are not bad. York was blessed to have such a pretty daughter as you.”

Arianna was overwhelmed by her sight, and she barely talked a few words. After answering a series of questions like an interview, Arianna was personally introduced to several young fellows who seemed to be well educated and from other wealthy families.

As a fresh face, Arianna was very popular and was invited to dance a lot. The dance rhythm was cheerful, and soon Arianna was tired and panting. When she was resting outside the dance pool, one young master in the Johnson Family came and pranced around her in a manner that she scorned. He was drunk and ready to harass. Arianna couldn’t bear it and escaped.

She ran to the veranda. There was the sound of the insects, the cozy breeze carrying the scent of flowers in the air. A cluster of flowers in the courtyard was blooming under the moonlight.

In a few minutes, the young master went out to find her. In a panic, Arianna hurriedly walked along the veranda. When she lifted up her head again, she found herself totally lost in the huge mansion. There was no one around her.

Arianna was now a little flustered. She desperately tried to find her way back. It took a long time for her to get back to the central area of the main mansion. The sound of the music and the noise began to come from a distance, so Arianna tried to follow the direction of the sound.

At the time, she was standing in an indoor corridor. There was a painting on the wall depicting a girl dressed in white who resembled Arianna in her body and facial figure, just their appearances were very different. Arianna felt she had seen the face of the girl somewhere, just she couldn’t remember. After she came here, she felt a lot of things were somehow familiar to her, even including the appearance of the playboy who just harassed her. She couldn’t tell what it was like.

Arianna had drunk some wine that night, and she spun too much during the dance. A few minutes ago, she got lost and was still sweating now.

At this moment, she heard a “click” sound, and the lamp above her head was off. Suddenly, she was surrounded by darkness. Her heart beat ranked up.

Arianna took a deep breath and tried to stay focused. She saw a little shimmer in the distance, probably, the temporary lighting was turned on. That little light wouldn’t help much for a night-blind person like her. She could yell for help, but she was afraid the playboy would also hear her voice.

Arianna felt dizzy and could only proceed forward by touching the wall. After ten more steps, she almost shouted because she laid her hands on some snake-shaped thing, which she had thought to be a stair railing.

Then a low male voice came from in front of her, asking, “Do you need some help?”

Arianna opened her eyes and could only see a vague figure. The only word she said was “Snake”!

“Impossible.” The man seemed to be smiling.

Arianna pointed her finger at the stair handrail.

The man said, “That’s a dragon, not a snake. Are you going to the ballroom?”

Arianna nodded and thought the man would not see her move in the dark.

However, the man apparently saw her move and said politely, “It’ll take some time before the circuit is repaired. Let me send you over.”

Arianna whispered thanks and followed the man. He walked very slowly, but she still stumbled in the dark.

The man said, “Maybe you should stay here. I’ll go get someone to bring a lamp here.”

“No,” Arianna blurted out, stepping forward in a hurry and pulling his sleeves.

The man smiled and said in the dark, “You are afraid of a snake and darkness, but not me?”

“You don’t sound like a bad guy.” Arianna had spent her whole energy preventing herself from fainting, so she didn’t think of this question.

“Then, aren’t you afraid that I am a ghost?”

Arianna grabbed his sleeve tighter for fear that he would get rid of her, saying, “The ghost’s hand should be cold.” She touched his wrist inadvertently.

“The ghost evolves like a human.” His attitude was unpredictable, the man reached out and held her waist to let her stand firmly and took her out of the darkness step by step. When the sound of music and the crowd was close to their ears, the man opened the door for her and said, “Through this hall, that’s your destination.” Then he took a step backward as if he really was afraid of the light.

The light was suddenly too bright for Arianna. She had to cover her eyes with her hands before getting readapted with the light. She turned and said to the man, “Thank you.”This text is property of Nô/velD/rama.Org.

Under the light, she saw the side face and figure of the man who helped her. The next minute, she passed out.

When Arianna woke up, it was noon the next day. The sun shone through the window of her bedroom.

“Finally, you wake up!” It was Claire’s voice. Then everyone came to her bed, and even a doctor was invited here. Others were looking sleepy. Maybe they didn’t sleep well because of her.

Claire said mysteriously, “Hey, did you see a ghost there too?”

The adults said, “That’s nonsense.”

“But Master Johnson used to say that there are ghosts in the mansion.” Claire reasoned out and pouted her lips.

Arianna couldn’t speak while her hands were pressing on her temples.

When she got out of bed and then went to lunch with her family, the servant at home brought in a large box of flowers and said, “Flowers for Miss Jenkins.”

Fresh and delicate white orchids were orderly arranged in a delicate square box. Even though she didn’t understand flowers, she could tell it was not a common breed. The flowers were just cut down from branches.

There was a card in the box. It came from the man who helped her last night. And there were words on the card saying, “I sincerely apologize for last night. I hope you recover soon.” The beautiful yet masculine signature was “Vince Johnson.”