Ren POV
“You’re taking this too far, Rena. You didn’t have to do this,” I whine angrily, running my fingers through my hair. Guess who my sister forced out on a date with Lilian? Well, that person is me. Sitting here with my sister and waiting for Lilian who just excused herself moments ago to go to the restroom, I can’t help but feel suffocated.
Are you wondering why Rena had to come with us? I insisted that I was not coming, and she had to come with us to be sure that I really came here with Lilian.
“Can you just behave yourself and stop being annoying? You’re going to scare her away, and come to think of what people will say about you? They will say that the perfect-looking Ren on TV is bullying how wife…”
“Point of correction, Rena, she is not my wife…”
“You married her at the villa, sweetheart,” She reminds me, and I sigh briefly. I guess I’m just going to feel frustrated if I keep on arguing with her. I should just do the shit we came here for, and get the hell out of this place.
“Why’s that lady over there looking at you?” Rena suddenly asks, and I raise my gaze to see her looking in a direction.
“Who?” I ask her confusingly, tilting my head in the direction of her gaze, only for me to have eye contact with Tracy, sitting there and looking beautiful as always. For some seconds, my heart stops beating as I stare at her, lost and drooling at her.
“Tracy?” I whisper to be sure that I am not dreaming, but it doesn’t look like a dream. Tracy is really sitting there, and it doesn’t seem like she’s alone. The table setting shows that she came with someone. Has she gotten a boyfriend yet?
“Do you know her?” Rena’s voice pulls me out of my train of thought, and I slowly turn to face her. Rena and Tracy never met while we were dating, and I never bothered to tell her that I have a sister. I was thinking of introducing them to each other on our wedding day which never took place.
“She? No, I don’t,” I shake my head in denial, because what the hell am I supposed to do? Tell her that yes, that lady over there was my fiancee or girlfriend? So she will start questioning me, and probably would want to meet and talk with her? Tell her that she is the woman that is after my heart, and maybe she would try to see if she can get us back together? That is the last thing I would do.
“Why was she staring at you in that manner?” She further asks, and I can’t help but scoff nervously.
“I don’t know,” I shrug, and she rolls her eyes. My heart beats rapidly against my chest as I stare into space, suddenly feeling uncomfortable being here. Can I just vanish from this place? It feels so awkward being here.
“Why is Lilian taking so long?” She suddenly asks after she checks her wristwatch, before looking away, probably eye-searching her.
“Why don’t you go look for her?” She suddenly faces me and asks, and I sigh briefly. Not that I can say no, anyway, so there’s no point in refusing her. Besides, I wanted to leave here anyway, this is a good opportunity, I think.
Taking a deep breath, I stand up to my feet and grab my phone from the table before I turn and walk away toward the supposed way to the restroom. Of course, I can feel Tracy’s gaze all over me, but looking back at her is the last thing on my mind, so I continue to walk away.
Once I am out of her reach, I stop and release the breath I have been holding unknowingly. Fuck! This feels so awkward. I have never felt like this around any of my ex-girlfriends before.
Finally starting the search for Lilian, I walk down the hallway that is deserted with no single person there.
“Let go of me,” I stop abruptly when I hear a feminine voice yell from inside one of the restrooms. Wait! Isn’t that Lilian’s voice?
“Come on, fatty, don’t be like this. You should be happy someone wants to lay you… You’re so ugly,” A masculine voice sounds from the same restroom, and I suddenly feel my blood heat up.
“Nobody is coming to save you. Why don’t you just strip and let’s do this fast so we can go our ways?” Another masculine voice sounds from inside there, and I slowly clench my fists beside me as I feel my blood boil in rage. I glare hard at the closed door and grit my teeth angrily.
“Let me go, please! Just stop it!” The pain in her voice touches the depth of my heart and shakes my soul. I can literally feel the pain deep in my heart as it wrenches uncontrollably like it’s being squeezed by someone.
“What is wrong with me?” I ask myself, wondering what suddenly came over me. This is the same lady I enjoy seeing in pain, the same lady that disgusts me so much to the point of not wanting her around me. Why the hell am I like this hearing her cry? Why does it hurt this much? Just what the hell is wrong with me right now, please?
As if something suddenly possesses me, I advance toward the door like a beast, and with one leg, I break the door ajar, revealing the two bastards that pin Lilian to the wall, already ripped her dress off.
Strangely, the tears in her eyes and the pain is unbearable, and I find myself kicking the bastards uncontrollably. I punch them hard until they both fall to the floor almost lifeless.
“How dare you touch her? I am the only one that can bully her, nobody else!” I don’t know how those words slip off my lips as I send random punches to their faces for the umpteenth time. Even if I haven’t looked at her yet, I know that she’s shocked. I don’t blame her, because even I am shocked. I want to stop to think about where this sudden attitude is coming from, but my anger wouldn’t just let me be. I want to stop this nonsense I’m doing, but the urge to keep punching them until they breathe their last keeps consuming me.
I finally raise my hand to send a punch that would’ve probably send them to the underworld, but her voice stops me.
“Please stop!” I halt my trembling hand in the air, my body shakes fervently.
“Please don’t…” She whispers, but I heard her anyway.
I finally stand up to my feet, breathing heavily. My knuckles are already injured and oozing blood, but I don’t feel any pain.
Slowly, I turn to find her standing there with a still shocked expression on her face, and guess who is regretting what just happened? Well, that is me. I shouldn’t have reacted like that. Why the hell did I fight for her? Why the hell did I beat these guys? This is crazy.
“Let’s go,” I say to her before I walk out of the restroom.
Arriving at the VIP where I was earlier, I stop on my track when I find Tracy’s seat empty. She must’ve left already.
“Where the hell have you…” Rena was saying, but she stops and gasps sharply when she sees my bleeding hand.
“What happened? Did he hurt you?” It’s unbelievable that my sister cares more about Lilian than she does about me. You need to see the way she rushed over to check if I had beaten Lilian. I know I’m kind of a bad person, but must she rub it on my face?
“I’m leaving,” I say to her and finally stride out of the restaurant. Well, all thanks to Rena, my day was successfully ruined…