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Recalling these events, Julian felt as if a gaping hole had been torn in his heart. Just how agonizing must it have been for Hillary back then?
Hillary was not like this at the beginning. She would actively pester him, but later, she didn’t like to pester him anymore. At that time, he just wanted Hillary to pay attention to him like before. That’s the reason why he indulged Willow’s charade of posting on social media, Still, he never received the slightest response from Hillary.
Now, Julian was overwhelmed with heartache. How utterly disappointed Hillary must have been to end their relationship proactively, yet he was completely oblivious. So, he would use Willow and Charles to apologize to her. Hillary loved him so profoundly before that she would definitely forgive him. After all, it wasn’t his fault.
Thinking of this, he slowly raised his eyes to look at the two on the ground. He said every word with extreme coldness, “I will treat you the same way you treat Hillary.”
Willow didn’t dare to believe that Julian would treat her like this. She was so angry that she yelled madly and tried to come up and hit him. “Julian, do you still have a conscience? You can’t treat me like this.”
Seeing her wretched appearance, Julian raised his hand in disgust and asked someone to take him away. He had no time to waste on these two now.
Charles’s face was dark as he glared at Julian, “I am a Lynch, Julian. If you dare touch me, you won’t have it easy
either.”
Julian ignored him. Not long after, the news of Willow and Charles’s sordid escapades with over a dozen men topped the trending charts. Countless netizens expressed sympathy for Julian, lamenting that the person he had waited for so long had betrayed him.
This incident completely shattered Willow Scott and the Lynch family was poised to retaliate against him However, Julian didn’t give them a chance to fight back. He compiled all the evidence of their misdeeds and sent them to prison
Too bad things went wrong. Willow had secretly plotted against him and the Scott family exposed his alleged
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infidelity online. Those scandalous photos he had intentionally allowed Hillary to see in the past became “proof” of his cheating.
Julian was utterly aghast when he saw the news. He felt deeply wronged. As a man with severe mysophobia, Julian hadn’t even touched another woman. He posted a video online in which he was so angry that his eyes turned red and his eyes were burning with anger. “Hillary, I’m innocent. Look at me. I haven’t touched anyone. Please,
believe me.”
The comments section below buzzed with discussions, but the person he desperately wanted to reach remained unresponsive.
Julian didn’t care about the people hurling insults at him. Since he couldn’t find her online, he went to the Joneses‘ residence. When Hillary’s family refused to see him, he waited patiently at their doorstep. The situation escalated online, forcing the Jones family to open their doors. He was polite and restrained as he addressed them, “Sir, Ma’am, please don’t be angry. I’m here to find my wife.”
He knew they were furious with him, but he couldn’t bear it. Only by searching for her himself could, he be sure. When Hillary returned, he would apologize to them. However, he searched the entire residence and couldn’t find Hillary. The string of tension in his mind snapped instantly, barely suppressing his rage
Hillary’s family was here; she couldn’t have gone far. So, he inquired with his father about the details of Hillary’s resignation. Unfortunately, the resignation letter only mentioned her departure, nothing more.
He went to Hillary’s former office, only to find that her desk had long been occupied by someone else, her belongings all cleared away Afterward, he scoured the entire city but couldn’t find a single trace of her. Even her parents had no clue about her whereabouts.
Only then did Julian realize that Hillary was determined to leave him for good. Why was she so cruel that she didn’t even want her parents, who gave birth to her and didn’t even give him a chance?
On countless nights, he returned home only to find it eerily quiet. It was as if Hillary’s departure had drained all warmth from the house. Every day, his heart was filled with a vast emptiness. The house was too silent, so he hired. countless servants to fill it
Julian tried his best to calm himself down, spitting out a sentence with gritted teeth. “Hillary Jones, it’s not like! can’t live without you!”
The house was filled with people, but Julian’s heart was pierced with increasing pain as he faced the steaming dishes. After a few seconds, he swept everything off the table onto the floor. His chest heaved violently. “Hillary, it’s been a year already. Why won’t you come back?”
He flung a teacup to the floor, breaking it into pieces with a loud crash. His eyes were filled with anguish and suppressed emotions, tinged with a hint of despair. “Hillary, you said you loved me. You’re such a liar!”
