Love Began with the First Meeting novel Chapter 961

"Are you afraid that I am going to leave?" All of a sudden, Ximena asked coldly upon seeing the gloomy expression on Aaron's face. Slowly standing up while fixing her eyes on Aaron, she articulated,"No, Don't worry, I will not go."

Looking at Ximena and the way she acted, Aaron sensed that she was taking the matter seriously. However, hearing her unexpected respond, Aaron turned around swiftly to face her, as he could not believe what he had heard. When he met Ximena's insensitive gaze, his heart was totally cold because of her indifference.

"Tell me, why would I leave? What made you think that I'll leave you so soon? Huh?" The creases on her forehead were starting to wrinkle as she snorted with prodigious nonchalance,"You should remember that I never owe you anything... In fact, it is you and your mother who owe me." The more she talked, the more furious she became. She even yelled out hysterically as she finished her words. "I will be always with you Aaron, always by your side. I will remind you every day of your life of the fact that it is you who have made me in this situation. It is you who have made me suffer in that completely dark alley, where I had to wrestle for food with mice and dogs... It is you! It is all your fault!"

Sensing that it was too much for him to take, Aaron stood up abruptly while looking at Ximena, who now lost control of her temper and emotions. However, he managed to keep calm and wore a cold and calm facial expression. There was no disgust on his face, only regrets, and care for her. Under that situation, with her parents' death, if it was really Aaron who made her to undergo such circumstances, it would be impossible for her to survive knowing how lethal he was in dealing with his foes.

But now, since she lost her mind, Ximena could not think clearly and found if there was something wrong. She was just like a monster in the cage, with a pair of scarlet eyes staring at him. Even her eyes swelled up due to great anger, and she still kept staring. The nightmare haunted her until now with every detail filling her heart. Due to that excruciating dream, the unforgettable scene in the past came back to her once again. At that time, she was still a little kid, supposed to not remember anything about what happened that night. But she had no idea why she could remember everything after seeing that report. Why did that scene imprint so deeply in her mind? She did not know and was still bewildered.

The sharp and dazzling light in the heavy rain turned to be the symbol of death. Her dad, with the utmost intention to protect her and her mother, forced the car to turn abruptly to avoid hurting his wife and daughter. But with all his efforts to protect them, the doomed denouement would never be changed, it was their fate after all.

What's worse was in her mother's struggle to protect her, she pulled Ximena under her body to shield her from the impending harm. Only in that way, at the expense of her parents' life, she made it to survive. The scene was so vivid on her mind and she could even feel shards of glass scratching across her mother's face, body, arms and legs. Blood was everywhere, covering her as well as her mother. Smearing her face down to her dress. The blood that covered her face turned her vision red. She could feel the warmth of the blood as it dripped from her mother's body as she hugged her tight. It was hot, as hot as boiled oil in hell.

Stunned by reminiscing the accident, she could not take any action. Then, in her head, she heard her mother's mumbling. "Ximena, mother's honey baby... It seems that mother and father could not company you any longer for your rest of life... You, must... must... be...well… child.."

"Ah..... Yes, I will. I'll make sure that you pay for what you have done." Ximena yelled and yelled, losing control of her emotions. She was so vexed at the thought that everything in her life turned out to be a ludicrous joke. All this time, she forgot that her parents had protected her at the cost of their life. Moreover, she had even hated them for so many years. At this moment, the only thing she could do was to apologize, she babbled repeatedly as if she was out of her mind,"Sorry, sorry, sorry, sorry... Ah..... Sorry... Dad, I am sorry... Mom, I am sorry... Sorry..."

While tears continued to pour down on her eyes and her shoulders trembling, Ximena's repeated apology did not make her feel better. Instead, it made Aaron hurt even more.

His pain was not for his guilt, but for what she had suffered. Her ceaseless gabble pushed him to the abyss of pain and sorrow, needless to say, pity and guilt.