Chapter 113: I’m tired
One Night With The Billionaire
The coffee was now cold. He took the tray and went to the kitchen. He placed it in the sink and went to the sitting room, Arianna was not there.
She is definitely sobbing somewhere. He went to the balcony, Eliâs room and sheâs still not there. The second master bedroom, she isnât there.
He decided to go to the guest room. After all, she stayed there for a few days before moving into his room. He got there and tried pushing the door open but it wasnât opening.
He knocked but no response.
âMy love, Iâm sorry for the harsh words. I shouldnât have been so hard on you. Iâm sorry. Please forgive meâ Jace pleaded from the other end.
Arianna didnât respond. She wanted to tell him to go away from her. But she couldnât. Her tears ran down her cheeks again and she sniffled.
âPlease open the door. Letâs talkâ Jace pleaded again. No response. He remained on that side of the door, pleading and no response.
He left and soon returned with the spare key. He slid it through the keyhole but it didnât open. Arianna had shut it from inside.
âMy love, please open the door for me. Iâm sorry I was harsh and hard with my voice. But you know it was wrong of you to go to my study without my consent.
There are a lot of things in there that no one should have access to except me. I wasnât pleased to find you there and going through what doesnât concern you. Please try and understand me.
If it wasnât necessary, I wouldnât have kept it away from you. I just canât help it now. You should understand please. I could compromise with you on everything, but not on that.
You know I love you, right? Please donât shut me out. Open the door and letâs talk like two people who love each other. Please my loveâ Jace pleaded, his hands on the door knob.
We wished there could be a miracle and the door opened. If she didnât say anything, he would give the door a viscous kick and send it flying just to get inside.
Arianna sniffled. She swallowed hard and said âI understand you perfectly, Jace Hudson. You donât have to apologise or explain anything, itâs your Mansion and you can choose where your guest should touch and the boundaries she shouldnât crossâ Arianna replied.
Jace let out a deep breath. Arianna is saying something else, entirely different from the point he was driving at. Oh gosh! Sheâs really upset with him.
âOkay. Would you please open the door? Iâm begging youâ Jace pleaded. Begging, pleading and apologising, these words were so familiar to him as his name now. Thanks to Arianna.
He canât remember using those words once in several months before he met Arianna. But now, heâs become so used to them that it doesnât carry the weight he thought of it in the past.
And the peculiar thing about it is that he uses it, only for Arianna. Maybe next time he would keep compromising to her and who knows if he would be going on his knees next.
âGo to sleep, Jace Hudson. Thereâs no use begging meâArianna said and gently placed her head on the sofa. She was feeling sleepy already, and that is with an empty stomach.
âShould I wait for you in the bedroom then?â Jace asked and Arianna said âJust leave Jace. I am spending the night here and as it is, I wonât be sharing your bedroom with you anymore â
âWhat? You are getting everything jangled together. You are making things appear complicated and complex here. I havenât meant to be separated from you.
I only said you shouldnât go to my study anymore. Is that too much to ask, Arianna? Why are you making a mountain out of a molehill?â Jace Hudson queried.
Jace looked around. Thank goodness it is late into the night. How can he be talking to his girlfriend from behind the door? Itâs ridiculous. And to think that Arianna is making it look complicated is hurting him.
âYou really think so? Youâ¦you..(sobs) you do.. nât love me. You only pity me but not love me âArianna paused. She sniffled and took a deep breath before continuing.
âI share your bed but you never cuddle me to sleep, you never make love to me except once when I asked you. You rarely kiss me and today, I canât even touch your clothing, you said you donât like being touched that way.
Which man says that to his girlfriend, huh, I havenât heard that a man say such words to his girlfriend. Except he doesnât love her.
I had come to your study with an innocent intention to call you over to have your coffee. I knew I flopped and I said sorry. I went too far but you wouldnât accept my apologise.
You even held my wrist and hurt me. You glared at me as if you were going to choke me again. You threatened to do to me, what will make me hate you again.
Iâm tired of living my life like this. I canât settle for anything else thatâs not love. I want to be loved and cherished. But I can never get that from you.
So please, let me be Jace, just let me be. I donât have the right to your body, I cannot be horny and be sure my boyfriend will please me. I donât have the right to your study.
I donât have the right to be free in this Mansion because of boundaries and limits set by you. I cannot go wherever I like without your bodyguards trailing me and giving you updates.
I cannot do this, I cannot do that. I am tired Jace Hudson, I am tired. I want my freedom back. I want to live my life on my own terms, I have the right to freedom. I am leaving you, Jace. Iâm sorry but Iâm leavingâ Arianna helplessly seethed.
She started sobbing all over again. She wants to sleep but cannot help it. She stood up and went to the bathroom. She sat on the toilet seater and sobbed helplessly, sheâs tired, itâs too much now, itâs gotten to her bottle neck.
Jace was quiet and stood rooted to a point for a long time, completely speechless. It was as if an icy cold water was poured on him. He couldnât lift a foot, his guilt was heavier than a sack of gravel placed on his both shoulders.
This was too much from him to a woman he claim to love!
What is wrong with him, is he alright at all?