Chapter 100 - 99

Name:Bride Of Hades Author:StarySky96
Violet was timid and shy by nature, and being with Gabriel was so intimidating. If she had a choice, she would never have dared to go out with him, in reality, she only agreed because he persuaded her to be with him.

Gabriel cupped her face and ran his thumb on her cheek. He noticed dark circles under her eyes, and her face was a little pale. He thought she was probably tired from juggling work and taking care of her mom that past few months, neglecting her health in the process.

He promised himself that once they get married, Violet would live happily without worry since he would be there to take care of her. Together with the servants that will do all the housework for her.

"Let me send someone to look after your mom. You look tired, and I think you should rest," he suggested as he caressed her face.

"No, don't do that." she replied as he raised his eyebrow, "My mom knows how much I earn at the office, and if I hire a caretaker, then she would become suspicious. I can't afford someone like that with my salary." 

He gave her a  small peck on her lips as before he dropped her off. "Take care and make sure you get enough sleep okay? If you need anything, don't hesitate to call me."

The next day one of the secretaries informed Violet that someone named Alya had come looking for her and was waiting in the lobby. She frowned as she made her way down the elevator because she did not know anyone by that name. And as she walked to the receiving area, looking for Alya, her heart sank, it was the same woman she saw Garbiel with at the shopping mall.

"Hi, Violet! I know you don't know me, but I'm Alya, and I would like to sit down somewhere and talk to you if you're free," Alya glanced at the receptionist to emphasize that she did not want anyone to listen to what she had to say.

There was a cafe nearby that Violet suggested they go to. There was an awkward silence between them the whole time they walked to the cafe, and Violet did not know what to do.

"I've been wanting to see you for a long time, but I didn't want to hurt you," Alya said, softy. The more Violet looked at her, the more beautiful she became, and it seemed like whatever she wanted to say was sincere.

"It's okay, you can tell me… What is it about?" Even though she had a bad feeling about what Alya was going to tell her, she still needed to hear it.

"Gabriel is my boyfriend," Alya said effortlessly.

"What!" Violet raised her voice, getting the attention of a few of the customers and staff. She wanted to run out of there as soon as she heard what Alya said.

"Please calm down. Listen to me, I was 18 when I met Gabriel at the summer club, he was 19 then. I worked at the club, so I saw him every day during the summer, and after spending some time together, we fell in love. 

I was from a poor family and was hesitant at first to be with him, but Gabriel held my hand and promised me the world. You know how he is, he pampers you when he is interested in you, making each day very memorable and special. 

But alas, his parents learned about our relationship and did not want us to be together, saying that I will disgrace their family just because I was poor. Gabriel fought against his parents, but in the end, they won, they sent him abroad to keep us apart. But since we were each other's first love we endured the distance, and our love just became stronger. 

He came home after a year, and that night he could not keep his hands to himself, so we slept together. After a few months, we learned that I was pregnant, so Gabriel decided it was a good reason for us to get married. This time his parents would not say no, especially since we have their future grandson inside me already.

But then, because of all the pressure, I miscarried. I was so sad that we lost our baby, and because of that, his parents had been relentless about keeping us apart.

Now that I am established, I decided to come back. Because I know deep in Gabriel's heart it would always be me. I saw him the other day, and he was more than glad to reconcile with me. 

He told me all about your relationship. He wanted you only as a rebound girlfriend, and now that I'm here, he does not know how to break up with you. So he sent me to talk to you," Alya said sadly.

"I'm sorry. There is no easy way to do this," she said with pity on her face.

Violet was shocked she did not know how to react. She sat there thinking about what the woman in front of her said. If his parents did not accept Alya because she was poor, they probably won't accept Violet either. 

Gabriel had never told her he was ready to marry her, but this woman, they were supposed to get married and have a kid together. He was really serious about her.

So if they both wanted to be together, then it just meant that Violet was a hindrance, and even if Alya did not tell her to back out, it was implied.

She was not the type of person who would keep a man by her side when she knew that his heart belonged to someone else. She had the answer, and it's to let him go. 

"So Gabriel sent you?" Violet asked. 

"Yes, he could not do it himself. He said he did not want to hurt you after all you've gone through together," Alya said.

This made Violet angry. What kind of a man sends his girlfriend to break up with somebody? Did their relationship not mean anything to him, that he did not care to say it to her directly?

Alya was playing with the necklace around her neck while Violet processed all this information. And Violet noticed that it had the same logo as the paper bag Gabriel was holding that day she saw them at the mall.

"That's a lovely necklace," Violet says.

Alya smiles, "Oh this? Gabriel and I went shopping the other day. I was just looking at it, and he bought it for me," she said with a twinkle in her eye.

That was the last straw, Violet stood up, "I understand. He... will never hear anything from me... from this day forward," her voice was trembling. She ran out of the cafe without hearing Alya's response.

Alya smirked as she stared at Violet's retreating back. "My plan worked," she thought triumphantly.