Leaving You Bereft (Willow and Julian) novel Chapter 5

Willow knew that once she spoke the truth, there would be no turning back between her and Julian.

But when disappointment had built up to its breaking point, one would throw caution to the wind and let go of everything.

Looking up at the man she had once loved so deeply, she was ready to peel open her wounds and expose them completely before him.

When she spoke, her heart ached so much it felt numb. "Don't bother making any decisions, Julian. I don't want my position in Nebula Group or even the title anymore. Because I can't—"

She never got to finish because Julian's phone rang.

His eyes stayed locked on her face as he answered. On the other end, Esther's urgent voice came through. "Mr. Ziegler, Ms. Burke is in critical condition. You need to come now."

"Okay."

Julian hung up and turned to Willow. "We'll talk later."

Without another word, he strode to his black Rolls-Royce, ready to leave.

Willow stood frozen in place. A gust of night wind swept past, chilling her to the bone.

At first, she whispered his name. Then she raised her voice. And finally, she screamed, emptying every ounce of sorrow into her words, "Julian Ziegler! Can't you even give me one damn minute? Four years of marriage, and I'm not worth hearing out for one minute?"

His hand rested on the car door as he replied coldly, "We'll talk after Catherine is stable."

The engine roared to life. And then, he was gone.

The night was as cold as water, yet it was nothing compared to the freezing hollowness inside her.

Willow stared into the darkness where Julian had disappeared and finally finished the sentence he never let her say. "I can't have children, Julian."

The wind howled around her. She said it again, "I can't have children!"

Each time she said it, it was like striking a whip against her own past love and mocking the foolish devotion she had given him.

She had given him her youth, her everything. But to Julian, she was worth nothing.

Her pain and heartbreak had never mattered to him.

Suddenly, she wanted to break free and rid herself of the chains that had bound her as Mrs. Ziegler. After tonight, she would no longer be Julian's wife. She would just be Willow Harper. And she would live for herself.

Willow lowered her head and stared at the ridiculous suit she was wearing.

In the business world, Julian needed it. But outside of it, he found it dull and uninteresting. Now, even Willow felt its restraints were laughable. She had actually believed that catering to a man could earn her love.

What a joke.

…

When Annie arrived, Willow had already discarded her blazer.

The top two buttons of her silk blouse were undone, revealing a small glimpse of fair skin. Her long hair cascaded down her slender back, exuding an effortless allure.

Leaning against the car, she stretched out her long, slender legs. She turned to Annie and asked softly, "Got a cigarette? I want one."

Annie felt a sting in her nose.

She had been Willow's secretary for four years. She knew better than anyone how much Willow had loved Julian. And now, she was watching her fall apart.

Annie didn't have cigarettes, but she found a way to get a pack.

Willow had never smoked before.

The first inhale burned her throat, making her cough until tears welled up in her eyes.

Amid the choking haze of smoke, she smiled through her tears, breaking her love for Julian into shards of hate and piercing them deep into her bones.

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For the first time, Willow let loose.

The dim lighting and intoxicating atmosphere draped everything in decadence.

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