Sering Roseanne hesitate, the woman pressed further. "What are you waiting for? You''re his girlfriend. It''s been three years. How could he not rush to the au port the second he finds out his girlfriend is back? I bet he just hasn''t seen messages yet."


    Roseanne pursed her lips, her perfectly painted red lips tightening as she bit down lightly. A small crease formed between her brows.


    There were things she didn''t want to acknowledge, but that didn''t mean they weren''t real


    As Julian''s gultrend. Roseanne had always carried a certain sense of superiority over others. But when it came to Julian himself, she had never once felt like she had a firm hold on him.


    If she had, then back when her father lost the fight for Palmer Group. Julian wouldn''t have refused to lift a single finger to help her.


    Roseanne protested in a hoarse voice. "But Mom, he got married"


    Jealouss, sharp and unbidden, red in her chest as she thought of the fact that he married another woman during her absence.


    His wife is


    Sophie scoffed, unimpressed. “Everyone knows Julian doesn''t care about that woman. Haven''t you heard what Matteo said? H just a substitute for you. Now that the real one is back, why would he still need the substitute?"


    Roseanne was encouraged by her mother, and a flicker of satisfaction crossed her face.


    Manco had told her long ago that Julian''s wife looked so much like her. She had even seen pictures of Rosalie, and there was indeed a resemnce between them.


    Just a few days ago. Matteo had given her even better news that Julian had already asked for a divorce. By now, the paperwork should be done. Roseanne thought in her mind. He married a woman who looks like me. And the moment he knew I woulde back, he filed for divorce. If he doesn''t love me, why would he go that far?!


    That was exactly why she had texted him so naturally, expecting already been erased.


    him to p


    pick her up. In her mind, all the unpleasant history between them had


    ophia''s voice cur through her thoughts. Julian has always been distant. He''s not the type to be sweet-talking women left and right, but that doesn''t


    be doesnt care about you. If you hadn''t stormed off back then, Roulie never would ve had a ce in his life."


    Sophie und it withplete confidence, as if Rosalie had always been a joke, a mere ceholder, as if she were already Julian''s rightful mother-in-


    Hearing that. Roseanne''s hesitation melted away, reced with certainty. "You''re right, Mom. I''m not letting Julian slip away again. He''s mine. He always has been and be always will be


    A sudden ry washed over Roseanne, and she thought to herself. That''s right. Julian has always been the cold and reserved type. Even with his closest childhood friends, he is never the overly affectionate kind


    So why did I ever think he didn''t love me! If he didn''t care, why would he marry someone who looks like me! Why would he divorce her the


    any years!


    Back then. I was too impulsive. Thats why I let him slip through my fingers for so many


    Seeing that her daughter had fully gured things out, Sophie nodded in satisfaction and gave her a reassuring pat on the shoulder. "It''s good you


    i finally figure out everything. Now call him. Tell him toe pick us up"


    seanne nodded her mood having lifted conderably. With renewed confidence,


    she picked up her phone and dialed Julian''s number


    Yes to be werprise, the call barely rangwice before it was declined.


    Rosane froze on the spot. Her grip on the phone tightened, and a look of disbelief flickered across her face.