Unfaithful: Web Of Betrayal

She had lost sense of who she was. She wanted to evaporate and just vanished from the world than to face him. After a heart wrenching fight and the all night discussion with Declan, she had nothing left in her to defend herself from Roman’s wrath and anguish. Only tears that her tired eyes managed to squeeze from deep within her soul.

He was yelling and shouting. It echoed inside his vast studio. She was sure his manager and employees could hear him from the ground floor. But she was numb. Never in her life had she imagined herself to be able to hurt someone so deeply, but there she was, killing him with her silence.

“I know you love me, Olivia … or are you denying that too?”

She shook her head, of this, she was absolutely sure. “I do … Roman … I love you … and I love you enough to know that I’m not good enough for you.”

His expression changed into complete bewilderment.

“You’re young … you have your whole life ahead of you and you said it yourself … you want children in your life.”

“What bullshit did he force feed on you last night? I told you, Olivia, I want you! I’m not him! He demanded children from you and put you in a place where you hate yourself for not being able to give him what he wants! I just want to be with you! That’s all I want from you!”

She sobbed into her hands, no one will understand how exhausted she was from going back and forth in her mind unable to find any solution that would best suit everyone. “Please … Roman … I can’t do this anymore … I’m so … tired …”Original content from NôvelDrama.Org.

He fidgeted on his feet, then he started pacing again. “It’s his money, isn’t it? That’s why you can’t leave him?”

She pressed her hand on her forehead, her head was about to explode. “God, please … can we stop?”

“No! I won’t stop! I’m fighting for you! I know he said a thousand things to you since he came here yesterday … I know you wouldn’t be like this if he hadn’t force you with his lies.”

She was losing her will to keep going, her mind felt broken.

“He’s a liar, Olivia, is that how you picture your future? To live the rest of your life with him not knowing whether he’s still keeping secrets from you? Is that worth all his family fortune?”

She looked up at him, “What are you talking about?”

He sighed with a smirk on his face, “Of course you don’t know … why don’t you ask him?”

“No, I’m asking you … what are you talking about?” she held his arm gently.

“Do you trust him? Whatever dirty secrets he’s keeping from you … you will never hear it from me … he’s a coward … I just want you to picture yourself in twenty years or thirty years from now … is he the man you want to be with for the rest of your life?”

They looked into each other’s eyes. Roman knew he was taking a big risk but he had to, “If he is … then fine … you killed me once before … you’re killing me again … but I’d die knowing you have chosen the life you really want.”

“I’ve spent almost 20 years of my life with him, Roman, this is not something I can say ‘yes’ or ‘no’ to in an instant … I need to process this … I just want to be able to clear my head and think about this.”

“How can you do that when you go back to him? With him constantly poisoning you with his lies? I’m losing you with every minute you spend with him … I can’t win!”

“What do you want me to say then? Because … I’m spent! There’s nothing left in me with this constant fighting and bickering … we can’t solve this in a day!”

“Nothing,” he said. “You’ve said enough,” he looked away. He rested his hands on his waist and shook his head. “I don’t think time is what you need … I think you need to open your eyes and realize what you really want … and he is blinding you.”

He hung his head down before he finally looked up at her again, “I’m not gonna be here waiting around like an idiot … we’ve said everything we needed to say … if you want to go back to him … that’s your choice.”

Their eyes met. “I haven’t made any choices yet … I can’t even think … my head feels like it’s going to burst … I just want to rest for a while … everyone’s fighting me and I’m so tired.”

“You’re going home to him … it’s a clear choice for me,” his heart was breaking all over again but he stood there pretending it didn’t hurt.

She walked over to him. They were so close she could feel his warmth. He avoided her eyes.

“I’m sorry,” she said.

It felt like a stab through his heart.

“I fell in love with you … I wish I hadn’t,” she touched his hair. “And now I can’t stop … and it hurts because I want you in my life … I’m selfish … and that makes me a bad person, but I’m not a bad person …” she started to cry again.

He grabbed her by the waist and engulfed her in a kiss. For a moment, she melted in his arms. How she longed for that kiss after days of agony. Her response instantly mellowed him. He felt her true feelings in that kiss.

“I love you, Olivia, this thing we have is real …”

She pressed her finger to his lips. “Please … I’m sorry … I have to go …” She wriggled away from his embrace. Leaving him with his heart on the floor and the hope that died in his eyes.

“I’m sorry,” she said again as she walked backward toward the door.

The sunlight glistened on him and bounced on the waves of his hair when the door closed. That was how she left him.