k-Presbyterian Hospital smelle
vering from a mild cardiac arrhythmia. When the door opened and Julian walk
m," Janet murmured, her frail hand resting on the bed
thly, his smile warm, flawless, and impeccably rehears
mily, Hilary. You must be patient with him. A man like Julian carries so much weight on his
a man'
chest. He was already anchored-to another w
m," Hilary
steady, protective arm around Hilary's shoulders. Under her mother's wat
arm wrapped intimately around Annabel Sharpe's waist yesterday, pulling another woman close. A sick
hecked the screen, his expression tightening into i
lian said with a hurried bow. "Hilary, stay with y
nsive Care. Standing outside Suite 1304, she watched Julian comforting Annabel Sharpe, his long fingers gen
s collapse. In three years of marriage, through every corporate trial and late-night gala, Hilary had received Julian's cold courtesy, his calculated bedroom touch, or his patronizing indulgence
essing Annabel's face, turned around, and descend
to the avenue and
old the driver. "Ha
orner office of Franklin Hayes-Manhattan's premier d
records, and the high-definition photograph of Julian holding Annabel outside the pe
d Julian are Manhattan's golden couple. The press, the elite social circles, your family's business t
lusion, Franklin. Only I know how rotten and hollow this marriage truly is under th
diamond-hard resolve, and nodded slowly
obby, her phone vibrated. A text messa
arlisle annual charity gala is at the Plaza. My
aint, silent smile of cold detachment. She
being processed. Her lawyer wa
g another word about their anniversary or the hospital-a silence Julian mistook for submissive obedience. The countdown
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