Chapter 85
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To stop himself from doing something extreme–like ripping out her sharp tongue–Julian pulled away from her, his gaze landing on her injured foot.
He said in a low and dangerous voice, “Stay put and don’t move. Would be a damn shame if those pretty feet of yours ended up crippled.
Rosalie smirked, her tone laced with provocation. “Well, then you better hurry up and divorce me. Otherwise, if I end up disabled, you’ll be stuck taking care of me for the rest of my life.”
Julian didn’t respond. He just grabbed a robe from the closet and headed straight for the bathroom.
As the door clicked shut, the playful glint in Rosalie’s eyes faded away.
She caught a glimpse of the messages on his phone earlier–totally by accident, of course. The sender’s name was Roseanne.
Rosalie knew that name all too well. In her last life, after Julian asked for a divorce, she had fought with him countless times because of this woman.
Every single time she mentioned Roseanne, Julian would look at her like she was an annoyance–like she was being irrational and making a fuss over nothing.
A man who only married me because I’m a stand–in for his real love even acts like I’m the unreasonable one? And yet, he always looks at me with that impatience, like I’m out of line for even bringing her up, she cursed in her mind.
Now that she thought about it, the timing lined up. Roseanne had returned not long after Julian had asked for a divorce.
Rosalie had always known Julian never wanted to marry her. She had just been lying to herself, convincing herself that if she stayed long enough, if she worked hard enough, maybe one day she could change his heart.
Even when he finally asked for a divorce, she had naively thought it was just because Issac had died and Julian no longer had to keep up the charade. She hadn’t realized there was a real reason behind it. She hadn’t realized it was because of Roseanne.
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