Todos los capítulos de Leaving You Bereft: Capítulo 111 - Capítulo 120

After Willow returned to Brindley, she hadn't seen Julian for two whole months, and neither did they talk on the phone. It was as if he were gone from her world, good and proper. At the beginning of July, her auction house held its first auction, and the sales reached a whopping 160 million dollars, from which she made a handsome profit from commissions. On the same night, Willow had a celebration party at Insight. People from high society flooded the place, and her friends were also there to show their support. The man standing next to her was Jeffrey, wearing a black velvet suit. He looked handsome and graceful, and he brought out her delicate beauty. …Back in Yarrowmere, the CEO's office in Nebula Group was completely dark. Julian sat on the circular couch with a glass of red wine in his hand. He quietly watched the news playing on the wall across from him. Willow and Jeffrey were standing shoulder-to-shoulder. Occasionally, they'd swap glances and share a smile.She lo

The summer night was cool and refreshing. Willow wore a thin jacket as she stood on the rooftop quietly. A cigarette was between her fingers, but she didn't smoke it. Instead, she let it slowly burn out. It was drizzling, and the rainwater doused her cigarette. It didn't bother her at all. She placed it on the gray railing, which was soon stained wet. It looked a tad depressing, much like her fading love and the friendship she was forced to end.The building across the street had a huge screen, and it was showing the latest news about Gibson Group. Gerard had been investigated for several rounds now. First, it was Gibson Group. Then, Natalie came next. Would Jeffrey be the latest victim, then?With the way things turned out, Willow had to give it to Julian. No one could compete with him when it came to heartlessness. Naturally, she didn't think for a second that it was because he loved her deeply. At most, she was an unexpected turn of events in his life. Willow used to love

Julian could tell that Willow was chasing him out of her place. He didn't push his luck. He put on the clothes he wore when he came, and his voice was as affectionate as before. "I'm going to leave now. Get some rest."Willow kept standing and didn't move until she heard the door close. She stiffly removed her bathrobe and stared at the suggestive marks on her body. Julian had been particularly rough on her because of Jeffrey. It was as if he wanted to leave his personal mark on her. She took a bath again and scrubbed her body three times. Then, she tossed her dress because Julian's musky scent was all over it. It was 3:00 am by the time Willow went to the rooftop. She stood there quietly and watched as the city went to sleep, feeling the loneliness enshrouding her. A few years ago, Julian made her his wife. He was the only person in her life. Years later, he made her his again, and her world became desolate once more because of him. It might have seemed like Willow had we

Someone walked to the balcony. It was none other than Julian. The moment he walked over, he saw Natalie hugging Willow and sobbing quietly, causing his eyes to darken. When Natalie turned around and saw him, she wiped her reddened eyes and left frantically as if she were running away from her worst fears.Julian glanced at her for a while and chuckled nonchalantly. "What's wrong with Natalie? She looked like she had seen a ghost when she saw me."Willow asked, "Julian, don't you think you're being too cruel to her?"He flashed her an enchanting smile. "Really? Should I keep sweet-talking her then?"Willow couldn't hold it in anymore. Raising her hand, she slapped Julian, but he caught her hand. He wasn't angry, though. Looking at her intensely, he said, "I know you're upset, but are you seriously pushing me into another lady's arms? Do you want me to do the same things to another woman that I did to you in bed?"Willow laughed in exasperation. Julian was a master of twisted lo

Timothy immediately held Heather's arm and steadied her. "What's wrong? Did something unpleasant happen at the party?"She slumped onto the couch. Gripping his clothes tightly, she said in a daze, "Timothy, I think I found my little girl. I told you about her. She has a mole on her waist, and I saw it on Willow tonight."Timothy, do you think she's the daughter I've been searching for all this time?"He asked anxiously, "Did you ask her about her background?"She nodded. "All I know is that she lived with her grandmother. All they had was each other."What a coincidence. Timothy put his hands on his back. He paced back and forth for a while before he stopped and said, "We're going to need proof for it."Proof?Heather took a silk handkerchief out of her pocket and unfolded it with trembling hands, revealing a strand of hair. Tears welled up in her eyes as she spoke. "Timothy, I held myself back as best I could at the banquet. I made up an excuse and plucked a strand of her h