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That handsome, sharp–featured face appeared before me. Seeing my battered and bruised state, I saw a hint of tears in Julian’s eyes. His hand, placed on me, trembled slightly.
He gently lifted me from the ground, his movements slow and careful. Julian held me, stepping closer to Liam, his eyes cold and sharp. “Did you do this to my wife?”
Hearing Julian call me his wife, Liam’s eyes instantly widened in disbelief. A trace of unnoticed mockery laced his voice.
“Oh, really! Aurora Hayes, I can’t believe you found another man behind my back!”
“You put on this innocent act, but in reality, you’re just a slut! I truly misjudged you!”
Julian, hearing Liam spread such rumors about me, was furious. He lashed out, kicking Liam to the ground. A dozen bodyguards rushed into the room, pinning Liam’s arms down.
“Slap him!”
At Julian’s command, one crisp slap after another echoed through the hospital room. Julian gently turned me around, comforting me. “Don’t be afraid. I’m here. No one will dare bully you.”
Liam, blood oozing from the corner of his mouth, stared at Julian in a daze. Bloody phlegm occasionally bubbled in his throat. “Who are you? Why are you with Aurora Hayes?”
Then he turned to me, still sneering. “Aurora Hayes, this man has so many bodyguards; he must be rich. Are you trying to ditch me for his money? Tell me, is that it?”
We’d been together for ten years. I’d stayed with him from when he had nothing to his current minor success. If I were a gold–digger, I wouldn’t have stayed with him at all. Besides, my own family background was good, and I was capable, I didn’t need to depend on anyone.
Julian heard this and was about to teach Liam another lesson, but I stopped him. Some things, I had to resolve myself.
I limped towards Liam, my hair disheveled, my face gaunt. He met my eyes and sneered. “Aurora Hayes, I truly overestimated you. Just because I neglected you for a while, you had to find another man to provoke me? Congratulations, you’ve successfully angered me. But you want to break up? Dream on!”
Before he could finish, I slapped him hard across the face. He clutched his cheek, and it took him a long moment to utter a single word.
“You…”
