Semua Bab His Wrong Wife, His Right Obsession : Bab 141 - Bab 150

Julian’s POV The air in the study wasn’t just thick, it was suffocating. It felt like the pressure had dropped, signaling a storm that had been brewing for months, and now, it was finally breaking. I sat behind my office desk, the dark wood cool against my wrists, but the rest of me was burning.I’d been waiting for her. Not like a man waiting for his wife's twin, but like a man waiting for a heartbeat he’s forgotten how to live without. When the side door clicked open, my lungs hitched. I didn't need to look up to know it was her. I knew the weight of her footsteps, the way she moved with that quiet, lethal intent, it was street smart and dangerous, a sharp contrast to the polished, shallow porcelain doll currently masquerading as my wife in the penthouse upstairs.Lauren didn’t knock. She never did. She walked in, her damp clothes clinging to her curves, her eyes were dark, burning with a fire that made the rest of the world look like it was fading into gray."Julian."She didn't o

Serena's POVI woke up alone.The other side of the bed was cold, not even a dent in the pillow. I sat up fast, my heart going stupid in my chest, and called out, "Julian?"Nothing. Just the low buzz of the air conditioning and the sound of the city outside, far below like it didn't matter.I got up and checked the study first. It was empty. Then the kitchen. It was empty too. One of the staff was wiping down the counter and she flinched when she saw my face."Where is he?" I asked."He left early, ma'am. He said he had a meeting.""What meeting?"She looked down at the counter like it had suddenly become the most interesting thing in the world. "I wasn't told, ma'am."I wanted to throw something at her stupid little apron. Instead I smiled, because that's what I do, and told her to bring me coffee.I sat at the table alone, staring at the empty chair across from me, and I felt something crack open in my chest. Julian never used to leave without telling me something. Even when he hate

Julian’s POV The heavy front door of the penthouse clicked shut, locking automatically behind me. The silence inside felt different tonight. It didn't feel like the usual empty quiet of a cold house, it felt heavy with the leftover poison of a woman who didn't belong here.I stood in the dark hallway for a long moment, letting out a slow breath through my teeth. My fingers were still tingling from the memory of holding that ultrasound picture earlier today. The image of that tiny, fuzzy shape. My kid. My blood.Every single piece of my fragmented past that had been stabbing at my brain for weeks suddenly locked into place. The late nights. The way Lauren looked at me without a shred of fear. The way her name felt right on my tongue, while saying Serena's name tasted like ash. I hadn't lost my mind. I had just been living a lie, trapped in a house with a snake who pretended to be my wife.A soft sound came from the living room.I walked down the dark corridor, my boots making no sound

Julian’s POV My head felt like someone was swinging a heavy, iron-headed hammer directly against my skull, over and over again, refusing to stop, beating against my bones until I could barely think straight, let alone breathe. Every single time I looked at Lauren, something deep inside the darkest corners of my brain tried to snap violently back into place. It hurt like absolute hell. It felt like my skull was cracking wide open from the inside out, letting in a blinding, scorching light that I had been locked away from for months.I was sitting right there in the quiet, shadowed office of the penthouse, the heavy mahogany desk pressing hard into my thighs, but my mind was not really here anymore. It was tumbling backward through a dark, thick fog. I saw flashes of things that never happened with Serena. I saw dark hair falling over a green felt poker table. I saw green eyes flashing with pure fire, refusing to back down a single inch when I cornered her on day one. I saw a woman who

Julian’s POV The heavy elevator doors slid shut, cutting off Serena’s screaming. The metallic click echoing through the hall sounded like a gun cocking.I stood there for a second, my heart hammering against my ribs and my hands still shaking with a cold, terrifying anger. The fog was gone. Every single lie, every memory she had tried to poison, every detail of what she and Vivian had put us through was sitting clear and sharp in my mind.I turned back toward my office.Lauren was still standing by the edge of the mahogany desk. She looked tiny in the middle of that massive room, her arms wrapped around herself, her green eyes wide with panic. She was pale, breathing fast, looking at me like I might snap and tear the whole building down."Julian..." her voice was just a small whisper, trembling. "What did you just do? What is happening?"I didn't answer right away. I just walked back into the room and closed the heavy double doors, shutting out the rest of the world. I locked them wi