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Alessandro paid the bill and they all left the place.
"Same thing, Xaviera should go with Sandro, he can admire her one last time before the wedding." Rafaela said.
The look on Xaviera's face expressed how she felt about going in the same car with Sandro again; with his sharp mouth rebuking and mocking her each second.
Sandro and Xaviera went to the car, and off Sandro drove.
"I can't believe I'm dedicating my life to someone like you tomorrow. After all I won't have to hang around with you. If you even see me in the house, thank your stars." Sandro mumbled.
"Mhm." Xaviera hummed bluntly.
She didn't have anything to tell him.
"I don't think I'd even stay in the family mansion. I'd live in my own place, away from nuisance like you." Sandro said again. He couldn't seem to understand why Xaviera was never hurt when he spoke about those stuff.
"Mhm." Xaviera hummed again.
"Antonio!" She exclaimed, looking out through the window.
"What has he done this time?" Sandro asked.
"Antonio! Sandro stop this car. I miss him." Xaviera said hastily. She saw Antonio standing by his car, by a restaurant. The last time she saw him was before she came into Sandro's life.
Antonio is a rich guy. His family is one of the richest in the world, just like Sandro. But Sandro is wealthier.
Antonio's company and Sandro's were rivals, that was some years back.
And the two companies never worked together since then.
"Sandro pull over! I need to speak to Antonio." Xaviera exclaimed.
Sandro listened to her this time. He stopped, and Xaviera ran out of the car. She went straight to were Antonio was standing.
"Anto!" She yelled in delight, and she hugged him, jumping on him.
Antonio was amazed to see her. He hugged her back tightly.
"Where have you been bibs? I have been trying to reach you. I even asked Nadia, and she didn't know where you were. I missed you a lot." Antonio squeaked.
"I missed you to a lot. I don't know how to say this. But, I'm really sorry that I can't stop this. I'm forever sorry." Xaviera said in worry.
"Why are you apologizing? I should be telling you a tons of apologies because I didn't put effort into looking for you. I thought you were busy learning towards graduation. You still didn't answer me, where have you been?" Said Antonio.
"I'm sorry, but I'm getting married, to-" As soon as she was about to continue, Sandro came in; and he cut her off,
"Me! I'm getting married to Xaviera, tomorrow."
Antonio stood there,; confused.
He was more than happy to see his only love, and he's told she's getting married? To his long time business rival?
"Bibs, is it true?" Antonio asked Xaviera.
"I guess, I told mom several times that I have a boyfriend, whom I love. But she insisted that I should get married to this arrogant man. Trust me, I don't love him. I promise."
All this while, Sandro had an ignorant smirk on his face.
"You're getting married to Alessandro RodrĂguez? One of the people I hate?" Antonio asked.
Xaviera looked at him in confusion, how did he know Sandro?
"You two have met; before?" She asked Antonio.
"Of course, who doesn't know this jerk here? He's the most arrogant person in the whole world. And you'd never find someone as arrogant as him, even if you go around the world." Antonio scoffed.
"Mind the way you address me. You called me arrogant? If it's arrogance, you have a degree in it. So don't call me arrogant." Sandro yelled.
Antonio looked at him in disgust. He wished he could kill him that instant; what he has been yearning to do, since long.
"Xaviera, I know you would never go against your mother. But trust me, I'd do everything to get you back, trust me. Please don't mind whatever this stupid boy here tells you. Just know that I'd always love you." Antonio said reassuringly.
"Who is a stupid boy? Huh?" Sandro asked, as he punched Antonio's jaw.
Antonio couldn't take it, so he returned it. They both got into a fight.
And Xaviera, not knowing what to do stood there in confusion. She wasn't that strong to stop two strong men from fighting. They could end up killing her.
People started gathering, and one of them called the police.
In no time, the sounds of sirens were what everyone could hear.