Goodbye Ex, A Billionaire Is Obsessed With Me のすべてのチャプター: チャプター 11 - チャプター 20

I walked to a window that had a perfect view for me to see.“Mom, you were too anxious last night,” Julian Vale said in a low voice. “Eloise has a sum of money that hasn’t matured yet, over ten million dollars. If I cut ties now, I won’t get a single penny. She owns most of the company shares and checks the financial statements regularly. Every time I move money, I have to take a long, roundabout route to keep her from noticing.”His tone grew colder.“You can turn your back on her after I've turned the company into an empty shell!"Bree let out a smug chuckle. “What are you afraid of, son? Her parents are dead. She has no relatives. Even if we kill her, no one would help her! Didn’t you say she was stupid enough not to sign that… that thing before marriage?”“Prenuptial agreement,” Julian corrected impatiently.“Yes, yes, that’s it,” Bree said quickly. “I don’t understand your fancy terms. “Didn’t you say that as long as you didn’t sign that thing before the wedding, it would be ver

I suddenly realized something.When a person was pushed to the edge of a cliff, their potential had no limit.Aside from the day my parents died and the day I lost my child, I had never cried like this before.Julian Vale froze.His sharp, calculating eyes swept across my face, dissecting every tremble of my lips, every quiver of my shoulders, trying to determine whether this devastation was real.His brows knitted together. His lips pressed into a thin line. He looked like he was about to speak but I didn’t give him the chance.I surged forward, sobbing harder, my voice cracking as I cut him off.“Julian, what did I do wrong? Tell me what I did wrong that you treat me like this? Didn’t you swear in front of my parents that you would cherish me for life? Were all those vows just lies?”My chest heaved violently.“It’s only been a year. We’ve only been married for one year… and you already cheated on me. What did I do to deserve this?!”As I cried, I yanked open the bedside drawer, pul

The next morning, Julian began performing again.He started acting like a completely different person. He was careful, humble, overly attentive. He seized every opportunity to apologize, to show concern, to demonstrate repentance. His tone was gentle and his movements were restrained, even his expression was remorseful.If I hadn’t known the truth… No, truthfully, I did admire him.Men like Julian were terrifyingly adaptable and to bend without breaking. The man who hadn’t stepped into the kitchen once since we got married woke up at dawn to make breakfast.When I stepped into the dining room, I saw a table full of food. Congee, fried eggs, toast, stir fried vegetables, sausages, even a bowl of cut fruit. Dishes mixed together like a hotel buffet. He must have been busy for more than an hour.I felt nothing but revulsion.I didn’t even glance at the table.“You don’t need to do this,” I said coldly.His mother, Bree Vale, of course could not understand what was happening.To her, her

“Miss Vale, life isn’t a novel,” Josh said, leaning back slightly. His eyes were calm, but I could feel the weight behind his words. “These rich kids who grow up seeing backstabbing and scheming are not all innocent. Rite comes from a family like that. Her life isn’t something she can control. Even if Julian climbed onto a table, he could never reach the status of her family. Doesn’t she know that?”I shivered slightly as it made no sense. Rite, daughter of the Johnson family, heiress to Dahua Electronics, and Julian, a man who had worked his way up from nothing, seemed like an impossible match. I could almost laugh at how novels made such matches seem romantic, but in reality, most marriages among the rich were about strategy, social standing, and mutual benefit. Not feelings.Josh continued, his voice quiet, but firm. “Although I do not have proof yet, my instincts tell me Rite’s target isn’t Julian. It’s you.”I froze, my chest tightening. I wanted to speak, but nothing came out

Rite clearly did not believe Julian’s explanation.She gave a small chuckle on the phone, but I could bet that the smile did not reach her eyes.“Julian, do you think I'm stupid?” “Really, Rite, that night—”His voice tightened.“Okay, Julian.” Her tone turned cold. “I'll give you one month. If you can't resolve things between you and Eloise within this month, then we're done.” Rite cut him off before he could finish.“Rite… don't you love me anymore?” he asked in a low voice.Hearing those words made my stomach twist.It suddenly reminded me of that night when he knelt on the ground and looked up at me with the same voice.“Wifey, don't you love me anymore?”The memory made me feel sick. I almost wanted to throw up.On the phone, Rite sighed softly.“I don't blame you,” she said quietly. “I was just a little too late to meet you back then.”She paused, as if remembering something painful. “I thought we would never see each other again after that night. But when we met again, you were