Leaving You Bereft (Willow and Julian) novel Chapter 201

Chapter 201

At the end of January, Julian received a phone call from 618 Southlane, Brindley, which was where Brindley Asylum was located. Alicia had been interrogated for a month, and she actually remained tight–lipped the whole time. However, a certificate of mental illness landed her in the asylum.

Her doctor, Jonathan Crane, was a middle–aged man in his 40s. He was tactful and sensible and would immediately inform Julian about her latest developments. They were on the phone now and his voice was deep and composed.

“Just moments ago, Ms. Burke had a miscarriage.”

Julian was sitting on a couch in front of a floor–to–ceiling window in his office at Nebula Group. With his phone in his hand, he wore an emotionless expression, and his voice was nonchalant when he spoke.

“I’ll be there in half an hour.”

Jonathan nodded. “I know what has to be done. Leave it to me, Mr. Ziegler.”

Half an hour later, a black Rolls–Royce Phantom slowly drove into Brindley Asylum. The car door swung open, and a pair of long and lean feet stepped out. It was Julian.

Jonathan came over and stayed next to Julian as they went inside. He spoke as they walked.

“The bleeding started last night. Some lunatics were seen riding and hitting her when it happened. It was completely unacceptable. I’m willing to bet this is why she miscarried.

“Mr. and Mrs. Burke requested that she be sent into a single room, but our asylum doesn’t have many resources, to begin with, and we didn’t have such luxuries for her. So, we had no choice but to make her stay in a room designated for four people.”

Julian turned sideways and glanced at Jonathan, who grinned. They stopped in front of a room as they chatted, and the latter spoke as he opened the door.

“Ms. Burke has just undergone surgery. So, she is only semiconscious. Mr. Julian, you will have some private space with her.”

The moment Julian opened the door, a stench of blood rushed at him.

Alicia was lying on top of a narrow bed. Her face was pale, and her clothes were stained with a lot of blood. As she laid her eyes on the man who used to treat her like the most valuable treasure in the world, warm tears slid down her cheeks.

She knew that Julian would detest her after the truth was exposed, but she had never thought he would be this ruthless. He surely knew about how miserable her life was in the asylum, and yet he allowed it to happen.

Tears kept streaming down Alicia’s cheeks. Extending a bloodstained hand, she tried to hold Julian’s wrist. Alas, she couldn’t. He merely stood by the door and cast a frigid glance at her.

“Julian, I love you and only you. I know what I did wrong. Will you please forgive me? We used to be so close in the past. Set me free from the asylum, and I promise I will never set foot in Brindley ever again.”

Julian closed the door. Lowering his head, he took a cigarette out, put it between his lips, and lit it. The smell of nicotine drove away the stench of blood.

Amidst the faint smoke, Julian swept his eyes across the room before settling his gaze on Alicia. His voice was devoid of emotion as he spoke nonchalantly.

“Once you’re out of this room, you’ll be sent back to the four–person room. Everyone locked up in the asylum is certifiably insane, and there’s no telling what they would do.

“Oh, let’s not forget that they have mental conditions, which means they are free from legal liability I’ll wager that your time

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will come to an end within half a year.”

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Alicia trembled all over. Glaring at Julian, she gnashed her teeth and cried out in a shrill voice, “Julian, that’s ruthless!”

He pinched her chin and looked at her frigidly. “The prison or the asylum. Make your choice.”

She lay on a bloodstained bed, panting lightly. Then, she laughed. She wouldn’t make any choices. Never!

She’d be dead in either of those places. Julian would never spare her, but there was a silver lining. He must’ve been living in torment as well. His wife left him, and his unborn child was lost to him. He might as well have burned in the depths of hell.

Julian let Alicia go, walked over to the sink, and turned the faucet on. He slowly washed blood off his hands, scrubbing it clean.

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