the one who truly spent time with Julian. She knew exactly what kind of person he was. If Julian didn''t have ulterior motives at the ouldn''t be saving such pleasing words.


    ng across from Rosalie, didn''t think the same way. In fact, she thought much more than Rosalie did.


    cosalse was his wife, she was different and not within the scope of his germ phobia.


    husband and wife, kissing was amon urrence, so what was the big deal about eating food served by her?


    were never too intense.


    In the past, even if Helena had inappropriate feelings for Julian, her reactions


    were


    she looked at Julian''s handsome face and imagined this excellent and good- looking man gently kissing Rosalie, she felt so jealous that internal organs seemed to twist


    This was partly because Edward had said that since the two were getting divorced, he would try to matchmake between Helena and Julian.


    even though there was no concrete basis for it, she had already imed Julian as her own.


    have even thought about what to name their future children.


    Naturally, seeing her man fining and being affectionate with another woman was bound to upset her.


    The pain of her nails digging into her flesh repeatedly reminded her to maintain herposure and not let Rosalie provoke her into losing her


    ool in front of Julian, which might make him despise herter.


    Roulemored Julianpletely, not even sparing him a nce.


    But Julian seemed to have saved all his patience for today. When Rosalie ignored him, he lightly poked her arm with his index finger.


    Rosalie didn''t know what to say for a moment.


    Julian, surprisingly, didnt get angry at being treated so coldly by someone usually so high and mighty. Instead, he repeated his request in a gentle tone. "Serve me amb chop


    The mut


    way he said it made it sound like a normal, everyday interaction between a couple at home, simple and warm.


    Role didn''t know what to say for a moment.


    Helena, sitting across, couldn''t hold back any longer. She released her clenched fist, forced a ingratiating smile, and picked up her fork. “Julian, I''m closer to themb chops. Let me serve you," she said.


    This time, instead of directly putting themb chop on Julian''s te, she waited


    for him to speak, thinking that he wouldn''t refuse her, someone who had no self- respect left.


    Unfortunately, the overestimated both her status. Julian was never a gentle person to begin with.


    When Julian a semilung gaze shifted from Rosalie to Helena, the warmth in his eyes disappeared, reced by a cold, piercing look. Helena was so scared that her fork dropped to the table.


    At that moment, Rosalie leisurely put down her fork, stood up from her chair, and curled her lips it


    into


    mocking smile.


    "Do you hear that she is eager to serve you, Mr. Galloway. If you are willing, she''d even feed him," Rosalie said sarcastically, with no intention of sparing Helena''s feelings.


    With those words, Rosalie walked an


    away from the table and headed upstairs.


    Helena was the happiest to see Rosalie leave. Without that annoying woman around, she finally had a chance to build a rtionship