Entwined With the Villainous Guardian
Chapter 190: Same Feeling

Chapter 190: Same Feeling

Gabriella was confused but by how despondent Viviana sounded, she knew that this is hurting her so much.

"I didn’t tell you this before..." Viviana sniffed and tried to control her tears. "I’m infertile..."

"What?" Gabriella didn’t get her.

"I can’t carry a child. I can never give a family to anyone. So, tell me. Why would anyone want me? Why would he want me?"

Viviana rubbed her nose and blinked her eyes. She had controlled her tears. Gabriella was looking at her clearly sympathizing with her and maybe she was looking for words, she didn’t say anything.

"I don’t know why I cried... I’ve known this for far too long and yet... These days, this fact that I had accepted still hacks my heart. Tell me, Gabby. I must have gone crazy. Am I crying because I cannot carry the child of Leander Kastello? What happened to me?"

Viviana buried her head in her knees as tears rolled down her cheeks.

"I don’t know what to do... I was supposed to be dead. But I am here, crying one moment, and laughing with him another moment. When I look into his eyes... even thinking about him makes my heart go...I don’t know what’s wrong with me... I was supposed to be dead, Gabby. I wish I were dead rather than feeling this way...It hurts, Gabby..."

"Does he know?" Gabriella asked. "You’re in danger..." she mumbled.

"He knows, Gabby...I don’t know why, but... But he’s keeping it from his family... I don’t know why he’s... why is he protecting me? He must be planning something, right? How can he like someone like me? He must have some other..."

Viviana clenched her chest. "But I don’t want him to have other plans... I want him to...love me...even though I am worthless... It hurts so much if I think about it...What is wrong with me?"

Maybe because she had someone, she trusted listening to her, or because she decided to be open just like Gabriella was with her earlier, Viviana finally accepted the fact she kept herself from accepting.

She might be in love. And that too with Leander Kastello—the guy who probably killed her parents.

"I’m in love, aren’t I?" she looked at Gabriella. She tried to hold Gabriella’s hands but her hands were shaking. "Oh my God, Gabby... What should I do?"

Viviana looked at Gabriella with her eyes red and lips shaking.

Gabriella hugged her. If there is one person, she could empathize with totally it would be her. If she is crying this much, then she must have confirmed that she cannot get pregnant. Isn’t it acceptable to be sad that you can never have a child with the one you love?

She understood. She had slept with a lot of men. But the one guy she wanted to be with, never allowed her to touch him. She couldn’t even kiss him once. That was the only thing that still haunts her. She waited. She waited all these years.

Every man and their father wanted her. They paid hefty sums to be with her. But the one man she wanted... He paid for her and yet he...

A gentle kiss on the forehead... She would have died the next moment, fulfilled that she had lived her life not wanting one more thing. Just a kiss... She kept on living just for one kiss from him. Anywhere... at least on her hand.

Years, she waited years, and yet he...

She wouldn’t blame him. Which respectful man would want to be with a used rag like her? She was ridden like a town bike. Why would he want to touch her?

And yet, he still gave her an oasis. He brought her out of that hellhole just for a night, and just for that night, she would pretend that she was on a date, like a regular woman with her crush. Every time he comes for a visit, her heart would start pounding just like it did when she used to see him in the school hallways, or when he popped beside her in the school cafeteria.

That feeling never changed. For a night, she would retort to that blameless, innocent schoolgirl who was happily in love as she once was.

But every time he rejected her, she got reminded of who she currently was—a prostitute.

He had to pay for her time for her to even look at him. Everything has changed. An

He would look hurt when she calls herself as he sees her. And it was a fact too. She is a prostitute. And yet it hurt.

She knew it hurt him. It hurt her too.

Are you feeling the same, Melanie? Even though Leander might be sad that you’re infertile, you know what he was thinking of you in his heart—a barren.

"I’m supposed to hate him. He’s supposed to hate me. Why? Why is everything complicated? Just because I wanted to have a look at him... Just because I was curious how he’d grown to be... the boy I met back then..."

"You’ve met him before?" Gabriella asked.

Viviana noticed the slight surprise on Gabriella’s face. "Yeah, he was in the fire with me. And the day before the fire, I met him... We met him. Me and Leona..."

"That story... I thought I recognized it... Geez, Melanie...I knew you were obsessed with that girl, but you never told me that you met Leander there too..."

Viviana smiled awkwardly. She did talk about Leona enough for Gabby to get bored the last time they met. But she avoided talking about Leander. "Well, you didn’t tell me you were friends with Leander either," she turned the blame on Gabriella.

"That’s... That’s just..." Gabriella held her shoulders. "He used to talk about a girl. He never remembered her name, just her appearance. I never thought it would be you, Melanie..."

Gabriella was still confused.

"He’s talked about me?" Viviana’s lips curved up. The stingy feeling in the bottom of her heart was immediately replaced with sweetness as a flood of sugar syrup filled her entire heart.

"A lot... Nellie should know..." Gabriella rubbed her chin. "The script!!!" Gabriella’s eyes widened.

"Melanie... Your birthday. The real birthday..." she shook Viviana. "I remember that you were left on the stairs of St. Michael’s on the Feast Day of... the Archangels..."

Gabriella answered her own question.

"September 29th!"