Chapter 92
Seeing Roseanne hesitate, the woman pressed further. “What are you waiting for? You’re his girlfriend. It’s been three years. How could he not rush to the airport the second he finds out his girlfriend is back? I bet he just hasn’t seen your messages yet.”
Roseanne pursed her lips, her perfectly painted red lips tightening as she bit down lightly. A small crease formed between her brows.
There were things she didn’t want to acknowledge, but that didn’t mean they weren’t real.
As Julian’s girlfriend, Roseanne had always carried a certain sense of superiority over others. But when it came to Julian himself, she had never once felt like she had a firm hold on him.
If she had, then back when her father lost the fight for Palmer Group, Julian wouldn’t have refused to lift a single finger to help her.
Roseanne protested in a hoarse voice, “But Mom, he got married.”
Jealousy, sharp and unbidden, flared in her chest as she thought of the fact that he married another woman during her absence.
“So what?” Sophie scoffed, unimpressed. “Everyone knows Julian doesn’t care about that woman. Haven’t you heard what Matteo said? His wife is just a substitute for you. Now that the real one is back, why would he still need the substitute?”
Roseanne was encouraged by her mother, and a flicker of satisfaction crossed her face.
Matteo had told her long ago that Julian’s wife looked so much like her. She had even seen pictures of Rosalie, and there was indeed a resemblance between them.
Just a few days ago, Matteo had given her even better news that Julian had already asked for a divorce. By now, the paperwork should be done.
Roseanne thought in her mind, ‘He married a woman who looks like me. And the moment he knew I would come back, he filed for divorce. If he doesn’t love me, why would he that far?‘
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That was exactly why she had texted him so naturally, expecting him to pick her up. In her mind, all the unpleasant history between them had already been erased.
Sophia’s voice cut through her thoughts. “Julian has always been distant. He’s not the type to be sweet–talking women left and right, but that doesn’t mean he doesn’t care about you. If you hadn’t stormed off back then, Rosalie never would’ve had a place in his life.”
Sophie said it with complete confidence, as if Rosalie had always been a joke, a mere placeholder, as if she were already Julian’s rightful mother–in–law.
Hearing that, Roseanne’s hesitation melted away, replaced with certainty. “You’re right, Mom. I’m not letting Julian slip away again. He’s mine. He always has been, and he always will be.”
A sudden clarity washed over Roseanne, and she thought to herself, “That’s right. Julian has always been the cold and reserved type. Even with his closest childhood friends, he is never the overly affectionate kind.
‘So why did I ever think he didn’t love me? If he didn’t care, why would he marry someone who looks like me? Why would he divorce her the second I return?
Back then, I was too impulsive. That’s why I let him slip through my fingers for so many years!‘
Seeing that her daughter had finally figured things out, Sophie nodded in satisfaction and gave her a reassuring pat on the shoulder. “It’s good you can finally figure out everything. Now call him. Tell him to come pick us up.”
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“Okay Itoseanne nodded, her mood having lifted considerably. With renewed confidence, the picked up her phone and dialed Julian’s number.
Yet to her surprise, the call barely rang twice before it was declined.
Roseanne froze on the spot. Her grip on the phone tightened, and a look of disbelief flickered across her face.
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