I Shouldn't Love Him
I Shouldn’t Love Him – Chapter 29

A few days later

Liya’s POV

— Gabriel, you made a mistake for the 3rd exercise. and for the seventh too. Apparently your help is of no use to me… I sighed.

He scratches the back of his head in embarrassment, and smiles shyly.

— Oh that’s okay, six years have passed, it’s normal that I forget these little details from my first year, he defends himself.

— Idiot, you are a doctor I point out to you and you have no room for error. I think I’d better ask my dear teacher, aka your brother, for help, I said, putting my things away.

I carry my bag, get up from the chair, but I am quickly stopped in my tracks when Gabriel grabs my waist and makes me sit on his lap.

— I forbid you from going to see Yanis.

I try to get up but he holds me tightly against him.

— Would you be jealous Mr HENRY? I whispered in his ear.

He grabs the back of my neck with his palm forcing me to look at him.

— Atrociously…

And his lips ardently capture mine, I respond as best I can to his k**s, he gets up holding me against him and places us on his bed… I stop him immediately not wanting to go any further.

— I have to go Gabriel…my mother is alone and.” I started, standing up but he cut me off. — These

last few days you were good with her, send her a message and tell her that you will sleep at my place .

— No… I don’t think it’s a good idea. I’d better go…

When I wanted to get up, he propelled me against the bed, climbed on top of me and

squeezed my wrists above of my head.

— I think I’m not asking your opinion.

He doesn’t give me time to respond as he k****s me tenderly, playing with my tongue and running his hands over my body making me understand that he will go far this evening…I force myself not to push him away, and respond as best I can to his requests.

Marie’s POV

Don’t wait for me, mom. I’m going to sleep at Gabriel’s…

I sigh with discontent in the face of message from my daughter which I really don’t like.

Gabriel is a good boy and my daughter has grown up, but I don’t agree with her sleeping at his house. I turn off the TV and call him. It rings for a long time but she doesn’t pick up.

I throw my cell phone on the chair when someone knocks at the door.

I rush to open it and my entire body tenses up at the sight of the person I never expected to see here… Yanis!

A charming smile stretches his lips, he scans me from top to bottom, lingering on my chest, and my legs revealed by my short nightie.

Seeing that I don’t react, he gently pushes me aside and enters my home, taking care to close the door behind him.

My hands are getting sweaty, I want to cry. I still can’t believe that he is in front of me, I had always believed that he would never come back..that’s what he told me a few years ago, that he would never give the feet in this country!..and that because of me. I cried all the tears in my body believing I would never see him again.

And seeing him there, in my house, more attractive than ever, just the two of us alone, in this large room, staring at us for a long time, communicating silently…

With a quick and supple movement, his body meets mine, and he k****s me immediately…not an awkward and shy k**s like our first time but a wild, controlled, languorous…animal k**s.

He impatiently lays us down on the sofa, and his hands caress the length of my bare thighs, making me shiver as he passes, those shivers that I thought I would never feel again one day. I savor every moment that unfolds, I k**s him passionately to show him how much I missed him. I caress his chest which is no longer the same as the teenager who was 15

years old…he is a man now and his crotch proudly affirms it to me.

“Marie,” he whispers constantly, placing a shower of k****s on my neck, my shoulder, my chest.

Soon my nightie is on the floor. he contemplates me entirely. The

desire that I see crossing his dark eyes makes me proud, I have changed too and I know that he likes me.

— You are so beautiful..

I can’t hold back a smile at his compliment, I draw him to me and

languidly seal my lips to his. Not wanting to waste any second

in his presence… He devours my lips too and undid my bra

– Yanis…wait, I was trying to say when there was an impatient knock at the door.

– Shit !! Hurry up and hide, I panicked.

He sighs deeply annoyed, I hastily put on my clothes under his displeased look. Seeing that he doesn’t react, I force him to get up and push him back towards the kitchen.

“Hide somewhere and don’t move from here,” I threatened him.

I rush to open the door, and unsurprisingly I discover Xavier with a neutral expression on his face.

– What do you want ? I asked, trying to appear calm.

— At least let me in..

I breathe a “no” and close the door that he blocks with his feet, and

enters by force which makes my heart rate increase.

He naturally enters the living room, and sits on the armchair where a few seconds ago I was kissing another man…my ex-boyfriend.

— Are you still making fun of me? I apologized though.

I approach him, trying to stay straight and calm my

tremors.

— I don’t really want to see you Xavier, even less this evening, so please go out

, I said, pointing to the door.

—Who is at your house? , he asks, ignoring what I just said.

“No one, I’m alone,” I replied confidently, looking him straight in the eyes.

He gets up, loosening his tie,

“Don’t lie to me, Marie, there’s a car parked at your door,” he whispers, caressing my bare shoulder.

— Since I told you that there is no one, I said with my chin raised.

– We will see .

He turns and rushes towards the kitchen. I cannot contain the

powerful beating of my heart, I follow it closely and pray internally that Yanis has found a good hiding place.

He stops in front of the kitchen, me too…I think my vital organ has left his ribcage at the sight of Yanis, calmer than ever and calmly drinking fruit juice.

“Good evening,” he said cheerfully.

What did I do to deserve this my God?

— There is no one in fact… What is this thing doing to you?

I swallow at his cold tone, I purse my lips not knowing what to say.

— well, remember that we were going to take action before you came and ruined everything, unfortunately.

I cover my mouth with my hand, shocked by Yanis’ harsh words! I don’t have time to react before Xavier rushes straight at him, forces him to get up and delivers a violent punch, then a second…and Yanis just smiles

.

—Xavier! Stop, I shouted when he continued.

— You bastard..

— Hit me Xavier hits as much as you want, but I don’t believe it’s for Marie that you’re hitting me, he says with a bloody mouth.

I’m confused, what is he saying?

— Come on… tell him…, tell your fiancé what you did and we’ll both see who

the a*****e is, he continues.

— What is Xavier saying? What should I know? , I asked trembling.

My fiancé threatens Yanis with his gaze, what the hell is he hiding from me?

— Your dear fiancé has a relationship with your daughter.

What…did I hear correctly?

Everything revolves around me, I no longer hear anything, neither Xavier’s persistent punches, nor Yanis’ complaints of pain… just this damn sentence which resonates unpleasantly in my head.

I stare at Xavier who has stopped tormenting Yanis, he meets my gaze as well, I expect him to shout to me loud and clear that the bomb that Yanis dropped is totally false, for him to come and take me in his arms to reassure me… but his silence breaks my heart, takes my breath away and blurs my vision.

“Get out,” I whispered, trembling.

Each of them looks at me strangely, damn I just want them to get out of my house.

— Get out, I tell you! Get out! get the hell out! I screamed hysterically.

Xavier leaves without a word, slamming the door loudly, while he hasn’t moved a millimeter.

— Marie I..

— Shut up Yanis, I don’t want to see you either..

He doesn’t add anything, my message is very clear now..and I finally replace myself alone.

I collapse heavily to the ground, letting my tears flow freely burning my cheeks, it’s too much. That’s a lot for one evening.

Your dear fiancé has a relationship with your daughter…

This sentence echoes constantly in my mind, I can’t believe it.

How ? And why ?

I married a man I didn’t love for her. I left the love of my life for her happiness.. I sacrificed myself all these past years.. I tried to rebuild myself with that a*****e Xavier, and my daughter thanks all my efforts by screwing over her future Stepfather ?

“this is not possible…how could you do this to me Liya? HOW?” I sobbed, digging my nails into my painful chest, cracked by my daughter and the one who should be my husband.

Hey! Are you doing well?

I hope you liked this chapter, I feel bad for Marie, don’t you?