''So, after spending a whole year trying to get my attention, Rosalie now tells me she doesn''t want me anymore,'' he wondered. Julian felt anger, confusion, and even more panic and helplessness.


    Instinctively, he reached for Rosalie''s hand, but she was quicker, creating distance between them and walking to the door. "Mr. Galloway, please leave. This is my home. Even though we''re not divorced yet, I''d appreciate it if you could keep some distance from me."


    Rosalie''s words were brutally cold, each sentence piercing his heart. "Because the moment I see you, I feel extremely disgusted..."


    Disgusted? The Rosalie who had always looked at him with adoring eyes, blushing whenever their gazes met, now said she was disgusted by him.


    Julian didn''t know how he left the Graham Vi. All he knew was that he was in a foul and agitated mood.


    He took out his phone and called Kaleb. "Kaleb, let''s go out for a drink."


    This time, the ce Julian and Kaleb agreed to meet wasn''t Anya''s Lounge, but a top-tier rooftop bar in Hasmond.


    The bar was located on the rooftop of the tallest building in Hasmond, a hundred stories high.


    It was an open-air, soft music bar. Because of its height, when one looked up, it felt like one could touch the stars, and one could see the entire city spread out below. The view was breathtaking.


    Many people liked toe here, but because the cost was extremely high, not many people visited each day, making the ce not too noisy or crowded.


    Julian arrived early and sat for a while, but his frustration didn''t subside. Instead, the quieter it was, the more he thought, and the more his mood


    darkened.