Chapter 101
Chapter 101
Julian pinched the bridge of his nose in frustration, about to exit the chat when Sean’s message caught his eye.
Sean: Julian, red alarm, you’ve been cuckolded. You’ve been cuckolded. @Julian)
Seeing the word ‘cuckold, the first person that came to Julian’s mind was Rosalie. His gaze lingered on the word as a dangerous glimt flickered through his eyes.
He tapped on the chat, and right below Sean’s message, there were several attached photos. The background was the parking lot of Westfield Medical Center. And in those photos, one of the people captured was Rosalie.
As for the man in the pink coat holding her up, Julian had no clue who he was. But seeing Rosalie flash that bright, carefree smile while chatting with another man made Julian’s stomach turn.
And the worst part was that man wasn’t just standing next to her–he was holding her. From the camera’s angle, it almost looked like she was nestled in his arms.
The more Julian stared at the photos, the darker his expression became. His face was so cold it could freeze over.
Gritting his teeth, he muttered, “Rosalie, you never fail to surprise me.”
He was unwilling to admit how jealous he was, but right now, his sharp eyes could easily kill anyone who appeared in front
of him.
Just when he thought he couldn’t get more irritated, Sean kept tagging him in the group chat.
Sean: [Man, you don’t even know how good you had it. I mean, sure, Rosalie kinda looks like Roseanne, but let’s be real, she’s on a whole different level. Rosalie’s way classier and way more your type.]
Sean: [I don’t know how to explain it, but Rosalie just has that same energy as you. It’s like you two look perfect. Roseanne is no match for her.]
There was a distinct note of disdain in Sean’s tone whenever he mentioned Roseanne. Seeing no one respond, he kept pushing.
Sean: [Why are you guys so quiet? Emilia? Matteo? Don’t you guys agree? Julian? @Julian @Matteo @Emilia]
After that comment, Sean finally got a reaction.
Emilia: [Are you seriously stating the obvious? What does Roseanne even have to compare with Rosalie? Julian’s just blind to swap a pearl for a cheap imitation. I’m just gonna sit back and watch him beg for a second chance.]
Sean: [Oh, Emilia, that’s too much. If Julian sees this, he’s gonna be mad.]
Emilia: [If I can’t say my opinion, don’t ask me next time. Bye.]
Julian didn’t process a single word they were saying. His entire focus was still locked on those photos. His face was like a thunderstorm ready to break.
Meanwhile, across town, Roseanne had been glued to her phone the entire afternoon. She had waited past working hours, expecting at least a call, a text, or even a damn punctuation mark from Julian. But to her disappointment, there was nothing.
A sinking feeling crept up on her, one she didn’t dare confront directly.
Then, a notification of messages in a group chat popped up. Out of curiosity, she clicked in and found that she was added to a small group chat by Matteo.
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The next second, she saw several photos of Rosalie with some ridiculously flamboyant yet annoyingly good–looking guy in a pink suit. They were standing close, talking and laughing. Their foody language looked way too intimate
