In Love With Mr. Billionaire

CHAPTER 37- PAST AND THE TRUTH

A part of Aaron's face was hidden in the shadows of the closed window blinds and the dimly lit night lamp of the room. The eerie darkness around didn't seem to bother him. The little evening light escaping from the edges of the opaque blinds draped over the windows, translated the raging fury burning inside him, directly to his face.

"Aaron," I whispered. My heart was breaking to see him in that state, even more knowing I was the one who had caused it.

For a moment, I thought he didn't hear me. Then, I saw the first twitch in his eyes. Aaron raised his head to look at me, his eyes telling me everything that I needed to know. As he got up from the bed to walk towards me, I felt the warm tears run down my eyes. I didn't want to cry. It was me who had hurt him, yet I felt at a loss of control of everything—even my emotions.

"I'm sorry." There was nothing else I could say other than the truth. The truth, not being what I had done to him, but how much I despised myself for falling into the trap.

Aaron stared back at me, not saying a word. His face lacked any sort of emotions. His eyes were the ones that conveyed how angry he was. And for the first time, the anger in them was not on my behalf, but it was directed at me. For breaking his trust in me. For not listening to him when he had warned me of it. For doing the one thing that he would not be able to forgive me for.

I took my eyes away from his face, unable to look at him. I waited for him to say something, yell at me, scream at me, blame me for breaking his trust—anything other than simply stare at me. I'd deserve all of his anger, in every form.

I flinched and squeezed my eyes shut when I saw him raise his hand. Instead of the impact that I was expecting, his fingers touched the bruised portion of my cheek. It hurt, though his touch was as soft as that of a feather.

"Who did this?" Aaron asked, his voice was deadly calm. When I opened my eyes to look at him, so was his face: not a hint of emotion.

The calm in his demeanor scared me. I had made a mistake by going to James' place despite Aaron's attempts to convince me otherwise. Though the signature had opened the path for me to find my mother, I had broken Aaron's trust in me. He would never be able to trust me like the way he used to.

In the process of trying to bring the stolen part of my past back into my life, I had sacrificed my wonderful future with the man I loved.

"I'm sorry, Aaron. I'm so sorry for not listening to you. I shouldn't have gone there," I said between uncontrollable sobs. He kept staring at my swollen cheek and I took that time to explain as much as I could. I didn't want him to hate me, but if he did, I was going to understand. I had made a horrible mistake. But before that I wanted him to know the whole truth. I wanted him to know that even though it was my mistake, my intention was never to betray him.

"I was about to leave the moment I came to know he called me there to ask me for your money. I really was. But then he offered me my mother's address for four hundred thousand dollars. I could not see anything beyond that address that would lead me to my mother. When I signed the e-check, I checked the amount. I don't know how it got converted to a million. I just- I just wanted to have that address," my voice was heavy, choked with emotions, breaking at several points.

Aaron frowned, his thumb wiping the tears off my face. "Your mother's address? Isn't she dead?"

I shook my head, relieved that he was talking.

After years and years of being stuck in a house where screaming and shouting was a regular activity, where a single mistake would lead to physical pain, I had never realized until now how much more disturbing silence was.

"James told everyone that she died. The ones who were close to my mother, he made them believe that she left him one day and never came back. Everyone believed him, but that's not the truth. He-" I swallowed hard, remembering that day once again. After all this time, speaking about it was still making me choke up.