Anya didn''t expect that Roseanne had just returned and immediately started hooking up with Julian.
Rosalie had no intention of making a scene. ''What''s the point of asserting her position as the legitimate wife? A wife whom Julian despises, going to show off in front of his beloved ex-girlfriend? Isn''t that just asking for humiliation?'' she wondered.
Julian would probably embarrass her badly in front of his ex-girlfriend, and Rosalie wasn''t about to join that circus.
More importantly, she didn''t want to be in the same room, breathing the same air as Julian, even for a second.
"No, Anya, I really have an appointment. It''s urgent." Rosalie made an excuse, ncing at her watch. "The agreed time is up. I have to go."
With that, Rosalie ignored Anya''s calls, walked around to the other side, and left the bar.
On the other side, when Julian heard that he had called Anya over, his hand unconsciously clenched into a fist.
The thought of Rosalieing over made his already irritable heart race with a mix of anticipation and anxiety.
He watched as Rosalie and Anya stood up from their seats, thinking they were about toe over. But then he saw Rosalie say something to Anya, and she hurriedly left the bar through the other side.
Julian''s face, which had been tinged with a hint of hope, immediately darkened. His expression turned even more sour.
Roseanne had expected Rosalie toe over and,bined with Julian''s strange behavior tonight, her sense of impending danger hadn''t subsided.
She had been mentally preparing herself to confront Rosalie directly, but Rosalie just left.
Roseanne wasn''t sure whether to feel relieved or disappointed, but the hostility she felt toward Rosalie hadn''t diminished at all.
Anya came over with a displeased look on her face. Roseanne quickly put away the fierce look in her eyes, stood up from her chair, and warmly greeted her.
"Anya, it''s been so long. I''ve missed you so much," Roseanne said, reaching out for a hug, only to be awkwardly and skillfully dodged by Anya.