“Is something wrong, Les? Is Betty okay?” Julian repeated, noticing that Leslie’s eyes were still fixated on her phone.
“T-The text isn’t from Betty,” Leslie finally said, tearing her gaze away from her phone to briefly stare at Julian. “It’s from an unknown number.”
“Fuck,” Julian cursed, standing up immediately and snatching the phone from her. His eyes scanned the contents of the message, hardening in an instant. The text read:
*You think you’ve won, huh? You think just because you’re Mrs. Blackwood now, Julian is yours, right? Well, think again, wretch!. Julian belongs to me and only me. Got it? I will come for you if you don’t stay away from what’s mine. I don’t share. Be warned!!.*
“J-Julian, what is the meaning of this text? D-Do you have an ex?” Leslie anxiously stuttered.
“No, no, Les, it’s nothing like that, really,” Julian replied, grabbing hold of her hands and sitting back on the plush white couch.
“Do you know where this text is from?” Leslie asked, trying to break her h
