The performance ended, and the violinist came out to take a bow. Willow left.

Walking beneath the boundless neon lights, she thought life woulde to an end, just like her and Julian.

Behind herb, /bsomeone called out. “Willow.”

Willow slowly turned around, her breath forming a white mist in the cold air, blurring their gazes.

Through the haze, she heard Julian’s trembling voice. “Do you still love me? Willow, can you still love?”

She replied calmly, “I don’t know if I can still love, but Julian, I will never love you again.”

Loving him once drained herpletely.

Loving him once cost her too much.

Loving him once made her lose herself.

She couldn’t afford to love him anymore.

As the white mist dispersed, Willow saw the tears in the man’s eyes.

The next second, she was pulled tightly into his embrace.

Julian refused to let go and refused to divorce. Holding Willow in his arms, he kept whispering apologies in her ear, kept promising that it would never happen again, and kept begging her to trust him one more time.

A man’s vows of eternal love–Willow only found themughable.

She looked up at her husband and softly asked, “Where was all this earlier, Julian? When you had to choose between Catherine and Grandma, you chose Catherine. You haven’t forgotten that, have you? Julian… You picked your side chick over your own family!”

Then, a pnded hard.

Willow had used all her strength.

The crisp sound of the p echoed again and again in the alley, like an old church bell tolling.

Julian slowly turned his head back. His skin was red, and a distinct handprint quickly surfaced on his face. But he didn’t care.

He grabbed Willow’s wrist and forcefully pulled her into the car.

Of course, Willow didn’t cooperate. By the time she was seated, they were both breathing heavily.

She didn’t resist anymore…

Leaning against the leather bseat/b, she stared straight ahead. She spoke with eerie calmness, “Find the nearest fiveb–/bstar hotel. But Julian, I’m on a schedule. I only have an hour.”

Julian’s dark eyes deepened. “What do you mean?”

Willow let out an almost imperceptibleugh, her voiceced with mockery. “Isn’t this what you wanted, Julian? Besides this, what other purpose do I serve for you?”

Julian felt his heart shatter into bpieces/b.

At that exact moment, his phone rang. bIt /bwas Catherine.

Willow sneered. “Go be with her.b” /b

That sentencepletely set Julian off..

He shut off his phone, his dark eyes locked onto Willow. “You’re bthe /bbone /bwho said it. We’re going to a hotel?”

The next second, the ck car roared to life. Julian didn’t say a single word the whole way.

It was obvious he was furious.

In the same hotel, the same presidential suite, he pressed her against the wall and kissed her.

There was anger in his kiss and a man’s wounded pride. He was desperate for a response from herb, /bso his touch was urgent and rough.

However, Willow gave him nothing. Pressed against the wall, she was as lifeless as a dead fish, stiff and cold.

She said, “Julian, this is what you wanted. I’m giving it to you. We’ll get a hotel room, but I’m on a schedule. I only have an hour…”

Julian suddenly stopped.

He buried his face against the crook of Willow’s neck, his breath ragged and restrained.

After a long pause, his voice came out hoarse, almost trembling. “Willow, can you just hug me?”

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