Leaving You Bereft (Willow and Julian) novel Chapter 90

Willow lowered her gaze. “It doesn’t hurt anymore.”

Julian’s gaze darkened. “If it doesn’t hurt, why were you crouching on the street, crying? Willow, you could have-”

Willow interrupted, “Could have what? Cried in your arms? Julian, your arms are too occupied.”

He wanted to explain but gave up in the end.

Willow no longer trusted him. Explaining would’ve been pointless. Besides, he sincerely wanted her to live freely, just as he’d promised when he proposed.

“My Willow would stand at the pinnacle of power, admired by all.”

They had made it, becoming the most powerful couple in Brindley. But this marriage was crumbling. Willow didn’t want him anymore.

The love she had for him had disappeared into disappointment.

After a long pause, Julian reached out and ran his fingers through the ends of her hair. “Let’s go home.”

The night was enchanting.

A black Rolls–Royce Phantom pulled up beneath an apartment building. Julian unfastened his seat belt and turned to Willow. “I’ll carry you up.

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Willow refused, but he still carried her out of the car, straight toward the elevator.

On their wedding day, he had carried her like this down the aisle. That day, in his suit, he was the most dashing man in the world to her.

Neither of them spoke during the short journey upstairs. Julian carried her all the way to the bedroom and placed her on the bed.

Her arms were still hooked around his neck.

He lingered for a moment before removing her arms from his neck. He whispered, “I’ll leave now.”

Willow didn’t stop him and simply watched as he walked away.

Just as he reached the door, without turning around, he asked, “That day at the Ziegler residence, you said you loved me. You said that even if it cost your life, you wouldn’t regret it.

“Did you really mean it?”

After a long pause, she answered, “Julian, I did.”

Julian rarely showed emotions, but at this moment, something inside him cracked.

He turned to look at his wife. All the warmth and happiness he had gained from her came rushing back like a shockwave.

Julian didn’t know what that feeling was, he had never felt it before.

After a long time, she gently reached for the necklace around her neck. Hanging from it was a small, emerald pendant.

On New Year’s Eve, he told her, “With this gift, I want you to be safe, to be happy, and to be free from worry for all your years.”

The moment he parked the car, Blair greeted him, “Sir, would you like a midnight snack?”

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