Chapter 112
Julian was surprised to see that Rosalie didn’t even bat an eyelash. She looked at him like he was a complete stranger, like they didn’t share any history at all.
Meanwhile, Roseanne was practically glowing the moment she saw Julian. Her eyes lit up like she’d just seen her husband.
Julian, what are you doing here?” she asked, her voice bright with excitement.
She’d been waiting for days for any kind of response from him, feeling frustrated and down. But out of nowhere, he showed up while she was having a run–in with Rosalie.
She remembered the slap Rosalie had just given her, and a dark glimmer crossed her eyes. Hidden from the others, she allowed herself a cold, satisfied smile. She had never been happier to receive a slap in her life.
She glanced at Rosalie with a look of pure malice. At that moment, Rosalie looked up and met her gaze. Roseanne’s confidence faltered slightly as their eyes locked.
Rosalie gave a small, mocking smile, clearly not intimidated.
Julian, still with his unreadable face, finally spoke, “What’s going on here?”
Roseanne quickly stepped in, her face shifting from joy to a faux pout. She wanted to make sure Julian saw her as the victim.
“It’s no big deal, actually. I was changing lanes, and this lady didn’t give me the right of way. She just slammed into me. When I tried to reason with her, she slapped me.”
As she spoke, she let a few fake tears well up in her eyes, playing the damsel in distress perfectly.
Now, Roseanne pretended that she didn’t know Rosalie at all. After all, she had been abroad over the past three years, and she had never seen Rosalie before.
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