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Infidelity: His Regret, My Revenge – A Twisted Love Story You Can't Ignore

Chapter 6
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Chapter 6

| sat in the treatment room. The door was suddenly flung open and a tall man entered menacingly as if he were

about to kill, startling the doctor.

| glanced at the doctor.“It’s okay, he’s my... boss.” The word “husband” almost blurts out.

Julian seemed to have something stuck in his throat and walked to the doctor, asking, “Is it serious?”

“Don’t worry. It’s not a big deal.” The doctor, unconcerned about our relationship, took care of my wound and

prescribed external medication.

| thanked him and got up to leave. Julian paid the bills and took the medicine, followinglike a dutiful

husband. | was too tired to say anything.

Leaving the hospital, | tried to get an Uber, but Julian grabbed my phone, put his arm around my shoulder,

forcibly tookto the parking lot. Then, he shovedinto his car and got into the driver's seat himself. The

door slammed shut, and the sound of the outside world was cut off.

The atmosphere was subdued.

“Is this your latest twisted gto punish me? Playing chicken with the reaper now?” He turned to look at me,

annoyed.

| froze for a moment, looked at his sullen face, and burst out laughing. The anchor in my chest dissolved into

sunburst laughter when his joke landed. He cheated on me, and | was punishing him at the cost of my life?

How could someone be so narcissistic?

“Relax. I'm not that silly. Givemy phone back.” | reached for my phone.

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Julian pulled his hand away from mine.“Okay, | lied today-" His voice cracked like a stepped on twig,“-but was it

cool to make her cry like that? She’s just a spoiled kid who shoots her mouth off without thinking. Why take her

tantrums so seriously?”

| listened to his bullshit excuses, to the way he described that girl, to the unconscious tenderness dripping from

his

voice...

Julian, you should see how ugly your shifting loyalties look right now.

When I finally spoke, my voice sounded like dead leaves scraping pavement.“I'll stop bothering her. Do whatever

you want. Just keep your precious baby from flaunting herself in my face.”

“She's like a little sister, not what you're imagining.” His brows knitted like tangled headphones.

“Right, little sister,” | said, resisting the urge to expose him.“My mistake. Congrats on your new sibling then.”

The car engine growled to life. | curled tighter into the smoke-gray tailored jacket, its sandalwood warmth

mocking my chattering bones. His eyes suddenly laser-focused on the foreign garment.

“Whose jacket?”

“My big Brother's.” | stared at rain-streaked windows. “The new one | adopted.”

Julian's face darkened. What happened next unfolded like bad reality TV-him ripping the jacket offlike it

carried plague, hurling it into the storm.

Damn it, | need to return that!

| was so angry that | got out of the car to pick it up, but Julian pulledback, leaned over and kissedon the

lips. | clenched my jaw, he gripped my chin like a vise, forcing entry.

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| was speechless. The point was, | would never be able to return the jacket,

Thanks to this “wonderful” weekend, |

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At midnight, | felt dizzy and uncomfortable.

“Buzz...” rang the phone on the

bedside table, Julian and | Jogkadat it

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Wasn't it intimate?

The vibrating sound of his mobile phone was especially harsh in the silent night, as if it vibrated on my nerves.