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Back at the mansion, Julian parked the car. Sera walked inside and found Chloe on the sofa in her pajamas. She was munching on snacks and watching TV. 

Sera asked on purpose, “Didn’t you say you were going to a mixer and wouldn’t be back?* Chloe smirked, feigning shyness.“Oh, Sera, I forgot to tell you I had a boyfriend. We had a fight, so I went to the mixer to make him jealous. At first he said he didn’t care, but the minute I 

and took me away.” arrived at the 

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he deliberately lowered her neckline, revealing the hickeys. Then, she gave Sera a provocative look. 

“I didn’t expect him to be so possessive. He practically banged me in the car–three times!” Sera’s nails dug into her palms, pain shooting through her. She inhaled sharply.“When did you get a boyfriend? Why didn’t you tell me?” 

Chloe shrugged carelessly.“Three months ago.” 

Chloe moved into the mansion exactly three months ago, shortly after starting a job in the city. Julian’s best friend had asked him to look after her. 

So, she’d been sleeping with Julian from day one! 

Sera’s breath hitched. Before she could speak, strong arms encircled her shoulders. Julian entered, his voice gentle.“Sera, you’re exed. Let me run you 

1. ed. Let me run you a bath and take you to get some rest, okay?” 

He practically shoved her into the bathroom. 

Sem started to undress, then she realized she’d forgotten getting her pajamas. As she opened the door, a searing scene unfolded before her. 

Julian was roughly taking off Chloe’s nightgown and pinning her to the sofa. His hands were around her waist, his kisses trailing down her neck. 

Chloe arched her back, moaning, “Ah… ah… be gentle! Sera’s still in the shower! That car sex wasn’t enough for you?” 

Julian’s grip tightened, Chloe’s moans turning into whimpers. 

“Shut up!” he growled.“See another man again and you’ll regret it!” 

Chloe’s lips curled into a triumphant smile. Then, her eyes gleamed with pride as she met Sera’s 

gaze. 

“Okay, I won’t. I’m all yours,” she purred.“Mr. Jealousy!” 

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Unable to bear it any longer, Sera grabbed her pajamas and slammed the bathroom door shut. 

She submerged herself 

her mind. the images replaying in water, 

Five years ago, on their honeymoon in Hawaii, she just glanced at a guy with impressive abs on the beach, and then Julian turned stony–faced. 

He kept her in their presidential suite and made love with her for seven days. By the end, even the bed had collapsed. He held her close, his eyes red–rimmed with desperate possessiveness.“Sera, I have abs, too. Don’t look at other men. Don’t leave me.” 

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She apologized profusely to calm him down. 

Menu 

Since then, she’d avoided looking at other men. Now, he was using the same trick on Chloe. Emerging from the bathroom, she found Julian alone. On the table sat cut fruit and a steaming mug of ginger tea. 

He offered it to her with a solicitous smile.“Your period is due It’ll help.” 

soon. I made you some ginger tea. 

The hot tea couldn’t warm her, though. How could he be so good at acting? Fresh from another 

husband. woman’s bed, he was flawlessly portraying the devo 

The question gnawed at her, keeping her awake all night. Just as she was drifting off, Julian cried out in his sleep. 

“Sera!” 

He bolted upright, frantically searching for her. The next second, he pulled her into his arms. “Sera, don’t leave me!” 

She stiffened.“What’s wrong?” 

He was red–eyed with fear.“I had a nightmare. I dreamt you left me. Thank God it was just a dream. You’re still here.” 

She wanted to tell him the dream would soon come true. 

Perhaps spurred by the dream, he insisted on taking her to work the next day. She tried to refuse, but he pleaded until she relented. 

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As soon as they reached his office, she saw a display of her photographs on his desk. He hugged her from behind, nuzzling her neck.“So many women try to get close to me, and your photos cam keep them from harassing me. Don’t worry, sweetheart. Your husband is very faithful.” She looked down at him, saying nothing. 

His assistant knocked, reminding him of a meeting. He reluctantly released her, advising her to take a walk around. 

She had no interest in walking around, but she didn’t want to stay in his office either. She wandered through the floors. Around noon, her phone rang. It was the immigration office. 

“Mrs. Stone, about the immigration, we need you to sign a document in person.” Before she could respond, a familiar voice called out from behind. 

“Immigration?!”