Julian knew the events of three years ago better than anyone. Seeing Aurora still keeping tabs on Hayden’s news, his anger deepened instantly.
“I like him, and it’s none of your business, Mr. Barnet,” Aurora said coldly, attempting to retrieve her phone.
The thought of this man wanting to control everything about her made her uncomfortable. If provoking him into anger would work, why not go for it?
Julian, however, looked at the phone’s screen again and even zoomed in on a picture, as if suddenly realizing something.
He abruptly pulled open Aurora’s pinned-up hair, causing the silky strands to fall around her shoulders. “What are you doing?!” Aurora asked in alarm.
Little did she know, Julian pulled her into his embrace and took a selfie of them both, even kissing her cheek twice.
Trapped in his arms, Aurora finally understood Julian’s intentions!
Could he have recognized the woman in the photo as herself? That must be why he chose this method to confirm it.
Seeing the angle in the photo matched that of a news report, the chill from the man beside her intensified.
The leaked photo clearly showed two people in bed, their bare skin exposed. “Have you slept with him?” Julian’s voice was now several degrees colder than before.
Even the driver in front was so startled that he nearly swerved the car!
Julian stared into the rearview mirror, prompting the driver to quickly apologize, “Sorry, Mr. Barnet,” and he lowered the privacy screen between the front and back seats.
All the while, Aurora was looking for a way out. Men like him tended to have a strong possessive streak.
If he knew she had already slept with Hayden, that Hayden had touched her, he would surely despise her and tell her to leave.
Aurora swiftly decided, “Yes, I’ve always liked him. I came back this time just to win him back.”
Sure enough, her words infuriated Julian. His gaze turned even colder, and Aurora, observing his expression, thought it was about time.
“Is it because you still have feelings for him that you didn’t sleep with me that night?” Julian stared intently at Aurora.
“Yes, that night three years ago was just a deal. You solved a problem for me, and I paid you. We’ve been even since, Mr. Barnet. I have another appointment soon, please ask him to stop the car.”
Aurora thought her words were clear enough that any man would understand.
But she underestimated Julian a bit; his thinking was always different from others. “If sleeping together once doesn’t work, then I’ll continue until you give up on him for good.”
“What does my relationship with him have to do with you?”
Aurora didn’t realize how stubborn this man could be; the more he couldn’t have something, the more obsessed he became.
Every sentence she spoke contradicted him, fueling his anger.
He had once thought she would stay by his side.
Who knew the cunning bunny would deceive him and then flee Clothville? Over three years, he thought he had forgotten her.
That was until that night in the club, when he heard her voice and his memories awakened. He had never truly forgotten her.
He set a trap to lure this little bunny back, not knowing her heart still harbored the man who had hurt her.
She belonged to him, and he could not allow her to think of another man. Absolutely not.
“You can only be involved with me.”
“You narcissist!” He silenced her with a kiss. Aurora thought she was invulnerable, but she had met her match in this chauvinistic, obsessive narcissist.