All Chapters of New Body, Old Obsession… Complete Decadence: Chapter 71 - Chapter 80

Rosalyn couldn't tell if it was just her imagination. But this girl, Julie, looked a little too much like Julian…The thought made Rosalyn's heart skip a beat.Josephine smiled. "I'm just glad Ethan likes it."Instinctively, Josephine stepped forward, shielding her daughter. She urged the girl to go play with her classmates instead. There were plenty of children today, most of them familiar with each other, so it would be easy for her to blend in.The past few days in Fleuris City had been rainy.Vera's legs, tormented by rheumatism, ached so badly that she needed Evelyn's support just to stand. As she rose, she caught sight of Ethan tugging a little girl upstairs by the hand, leading a pack of children. The moment Vera saw her grandson, joy swelled in her chest. But when her gaze shifted to the side profile of the girl… she froze.The child was beautiful. Yet those brows and eyes—how could they look so much like Rosalyn's? And even Julian's?Still, resemblance was just resemb

Josephine accepted the bag. She opened it and found brand-new clothes inside, along with underwear.Julian said nothing. A trace of fatigue lingered on his face. He had worked through the night and only returned home that morning, sneaking in less than three hours of sleep before the house filled with children running and shouting, making rest impossible.Once he left, Josephine quickly changed into the clothes.The bra fit perfectly. So perfectly that her cheeks burned red.Even when she shopped for herself, she never managed to find the right size on the first try. Every store's measurements varied, and she always needed to try several before finding one that worked.Yet he had only glanced at her… and somehow chosen with exact precision.The sweater was a soft pink, styled with a small shirt-like collar. She glanced at the price tag. The nearest mall was a twenty-five-minute drive each way, if one drove at top speed.But it was the price itself that made her heart ache.She

From here to where Josephine lived was only eleven kilometers. Even on a rainy night, a normal drive would take no more than half an hour.Julie had already fallen asleep, curled on Josephine's lap.At a red light, Julian lifted his gaze. His eyes shifted to the rearview mirror, where they lingered on Josephine's face.Her features were serene, her complexion pale and luminous. There was something familiar about her, inexplicably so. Yet at the same time, she remained a stranger, wrapped in an aura of quiet detachment.He didn't want to mistake her for Phoebe. But he had to admit: they resembled each other, not in appearance exactly, but in the feeling they stirred in him.They were two entirely different women. Why, then, did they evoke the same impression?There was only one explanation. Imitation.Julian hated the thought, but he had seen it before—women who bent themselves into shapes he might desire, daughters of wealthy families who molded their speech, their clothes, even

"Thank you," Josephine said softly. She would wait until the rain eased. It would be easier to hail a taxi then.Truthfully, she still carried shadows from that last time she tried to catch a ride late at night.But life went on. There was no other choice.The air-conditioning inside was set to a pleasant temperature.The side bedroom had its own bathroom. Josephine stepped inside, turned on the shower, and let the hot water run over her until the lingering chill in her fingertips finally dispersed.Her health was frail. If she didn't warm herself with a hot shower after being drenched like that, she would surely come down with a fever the next day.She pressed down on the body wash dispenser. A crisp sea-salt fragrance filled the air. It smelled… masculine.Her movements stilled for a moment as she stared at the bottle.Then, forcing herself to continue, she squeezed some onto a loofah, worked up a lather, and rubbed it across her skin.An unfamiliar scent enveloped her. The

The rain hadn't stopped all night.By morning, it still fell in a steady curtain.Josephine helped Julie dress. The little girl looped her arms around Josephine's neck and asked why they had spent the night at Julian's house."The rain was too heavy last night," Josephine explained gently. "We stayed here for shelter.""Then I need to thank Julian," Julie said, her voice bright, her eyes pure and guileless.That innocence made Josephine's heart jolt. It dragged her mind back to the reckless kiss of the night before.Her behavior had been out of character—an aberration. Her constant dodging, her guarded worry… all of it had locked her inside a cage of her own making.By all logic, Julian had shown kindness, offering them a place to stay and escape the storm. The simplest, most natural thing to do was to thank him.Yet only moments ago, she hadn't even had the courage to open the guest room door."Yes," Josephine said with a smile that felt stiff at the corners. "We should thank