Chapter 3
Julian was standing behind me with a chill all over his body. Sensing the stares of those around me, I glanced back at
him.
Then, I turned my head and looked at the girl in the corner of the couch. Just a moment ago she was crossing her legs, twirling her fingers around her hair and looking smug. She could not smile now, and she looked like she wanted to eat me alive.
It seemed that Julian and his little girlfriend were having a party here, and it was definitely not the first time. It seemed that their relationship had transitioned from clandestine meetings to public coupledom.
When Julian got closer, the others finally moved.
“Mrs. Shaw, I’m really sorry, we were just talking nonsense. We’re idiots.”
“Yeah, Julian and Miss Crowe are just friends.”
“Please don’t take it seriously.”
Julian pulled up my wrist and wanted to take me away.
Without hesitation, I threw my drink in his face.
The air froze. Everyone’s faces changed, they couldn’t believe I did that.
The next second, I said with a smile, “Have fun with your little girlfriend. I’ll leave you to savor this.” I tried to break
his hand.
Julian’s face was livid. He picked me up, put me on his shoulder and walked out. Everyone in
the room was dumbfounded.
In the hallway, I struggled violently on his back, kicking and thrashing to break free from his grip. The lift just arrived and he took me in. As I turned, I spotted a pair of well–made black leather shoes. Then, I saw his straight, long legs and cold, white, slender fingers… The atmosphere was extremely awkward.
As the doors opened again, I couldn’t help but look up, only to see him looking at me.
I quickly covered my face and lowered my head.
Outside the club, Julian threw me into the back seat of the car and sat in himself. I got up
dizzily, feeling like I was going to get a concussion.
Julian took wet wipes from the toolbox to wipe his face. Eagle–eyed, I saw what appeared to be a condom behind the tissue box. He started questioning me, “What are you doing here? To gather Exhibit A of my infidelity?
I opened the door and tried to get out. His car was so dirty.
back. “Where are you going?
breath and pinched my
his assistant
as we arrived, I got out of the car
the living room. I walked over and sat down.
the end, he spoke first, “I went there for a project, yet you just made a scene. It
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yourself? Full–on crazy lady vibes
else?” I
you want this to last, stop the
“Okay. Anything else?”
you realize how insufferable
with a smile on my
upstairs. Irritated by my smile, he sat in the
me asleep. After a shower, he
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him in the dark, as far away from him as I could. He pulled me into his arms with some force, a movement of fury. He held me so tightly that I
a sleepless night.
and saw me eating bread alone. He was ready to go out, but then he changed his mind and came
my ear and said in a gentle voice, “We’ll go to sea for two days this
milk and responded with a nasal voice.
up again. He said he was flying to
I didn’t care.
to mention divorce, but in reality, he was treating me as if I were not his wife but his roommate.
the shelf and packed them into my suitcase. I planned to take
up the phone and said politely, “Hello,
place. Let’s put our previous agreement in
really necessary?”
“Yes.”
right, I’ll be there
at
“Fine.”
didn’t have anything going on
end of the phone, Seraphine was looking at Rita, who was walking in the garden with Julian. There was a wide smile on her
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Full–on crazy lady vibes
I asked calmly.
you want this to last, stop the jealousy. I
“Okay. Anything else?”
realize how
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