Wildest Beast [Hillarca Series 01] [ENGLISH VER]

"Are you kidding me?" Dalea laughed at him. I tried to touch her, but she immediately pushed me away just enough for me to back off. I look at Nashe, my cousin, and I almost beg, but like Dalea, his ears are also closed.

 

My tears fell completely when Dalea's palms landed on his cheeks. My heart chose to love someone it should not have.

 

"Seriously Rezoir?" Dalea said sarcastically. "You're not just a fraud, you're really stupid!"

 

His eyes were still on me even though in front of him was my cousin Dalea, who was seething with anger. His face was very tired—maybe tired of what was happening between the two of us. I looked away, and I cried on my palm. Honestly, I would have accepted more if he had let go. I can do better if he says my decision was right.

 

Because if I'm asked, I can't do that. If he were to say those words to me now, I would accept them. It's not because I don't want to; that's the right thing to do. It was the right thing to do for both of us, and I didn't budge or complain about Nashe holding me by the arm. It's not like before, when I was completely struggling with its grip... I don't want it anymore. I just wanted to rest, but what Rezoir said next stunned not only me but also my cousins.

 

"How about our wedding then? Is it canceled?”

 

"What the fuck?" Dalea shouted. Nashe immediately supported me; I almost fell off my feet when I heard that. I wasn't expecting him to bring up the subject of our alleged marriage.

 

I closed my eyes tightly, convinced that he was uninterested in the subject. He should just forget everything because I am, even though it is difficult. I will forget everything because that is the right thing to do.

 

There will be no wedding that is going to happen, Hillarca! "Not in front of my eyes!" Papa shouted hysterically.

 

"D-Dad..." My hands trembled as he immediately walked toward Rezoir.

 

"What are you still doing here?" I said, "Go back to Manila!" Why are you still bothering my daughter? "You got what you wanted!”

 

"No, sir. "You're wrong; I still haven't gotten what I wanted," we both said as we stared at each other. Just by looking at his eyes, I knew what he was talking about, and I wasn't wrong. "I will not leave here." "As long as I'm not with your daughter." He said it coldly.

 

"Son of a bitch!" Are you kidding me, huh? There's no reason for an-”

 

"There is," he said, interrupting my father. At this time, I fell from where I was standing because of his tense jaw and his cold eyes. He let out words that I was sure would make my family burst with hatred toward me. “She's carrying my child." "There's no way in hell I'm going home knowing my child is in her womb!”

 

I've always been afraid to love anyone other than friends and family. Because I know that when I fall in love, love itself will destroy me. And I was correct because meeting Rezoir taught me that my feelings for him are dangerous. Dad looked at me, almost lost in thought, his eyes searching for confirmation of what he had heard.

 

"I'm sorry. Sorry, Dad." I'm now crying. He shook his head and took a step between us. He grabbed me by the shoulder and shook me gently.

 

"N-no, Azeria, I just misheard it, didn't I?" "Isn't it all a mistake?! ", he yelled at me, shaking my shoulder.

 

"Uncle..." Nashe said this while attempting to free Dad's grip on my shoulder. I cried when Dad fell to the ground and his tears fell.

 

"W-Why? Why Azeria? Why him?" My chest tightened at what Dad said. I kneeled even though Nashe tried to stop me; my hands were shaking when I took his hand and kissed his clenched fist, and I apologized again and again.

 

"W-why? " "Why did you fall in love with someone you shouldn't have liked?" I shook my head and still apologized to him. No, I don't know why I liked the person you hate, dad. Sorry, I don't know.

 

"What do you mean about that, sir?" "Until now, you still can't forgive us?"Even though I can't see him because of my tears, I can feel it. I can feel the pain in his voice.

 

"Is this your plan?" "Do you also plan to take my daughter like how your father took my wife?” My father said he was in a lot of pain.

 

“We didn't take her!" "She came willingly!”

 

"Shut up!" I shouted and completely stood up. I try to wipe my tears, but with my tight chest, it's hard to control the different kinds of emotions I had.

 

"Do you think the same about me, huh, baby?" "Do you think I planned everything?" Do you?”

 

"Why? "Isn't that what you want?" "Doesn't your family want to destroy us?"

 

He grinned, but I knew he was not happy but hurt. He looked behind me; I knew he was looking at Dad. He tilted his head, and there I saw how his tears fell. I squeezed my hand to relieve the pain.

 

I could hear her breathing and a few sighs. Now it's looking down because you thought there was something that could take away the pain it was feeling.

 

"If I planned this... do you think I would still love you?" I clenched my fist. "Baby, if everything was planned, we wouldn't be out of the country." "Do you think I'll let people get in the way of the two of us?" But if it's planned, do you think I'll let you get away with it?" New tears fell from my eyes.

 

"It's just a coincidence that I'm attracted to your daughter, sir, and it has nothing to do with my father or whatever plan you're thinking of." Fate is the maker! But please don't involve us in the mess you three are in. "I love her; I love her damn much," I said, and I didn't expect him to kneel in front of me. "Even if you search my condo and I'll prove it was planned, it's fine." But I hope you don't make my son a bastard. I was tired and didn't have enough rest; maybe my weakness was the reason I lost my trance, and then everything went blank.