Chapter 31
Chapter 31
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The moment their eyes met, Edward felt a crushing sense of pressure descend upon him, as if an invisible force had sucked the air from his lungs. The imposing aura radiating from Julian was overwhelming. Edward’s confidence wavered, his momentum faltering under the weight of Julian’s silent dominance.
Julian arched a brow, his voice laced with an icy edge. “Edward, are you accusing me of siding with my wife to bully my sister–in–law?”
Edward was caught off guard by the question. His lips parted slightly, but before he could respond, his gaze met Julian’s brooding, piercing eyes, which were shrouded in an ominous chill. A wave of unease crept up Edward’s spine.
Julian shifted his position, leaning back against the sofa in a lazy yet commanding posture. His broad frame stretched effortlessly across the space, and as he casually draped his arm over the back of the couch, it nearly encircled Rosalie’s shoulders.
At a glance, the gesture appeared intimate, as if he were pulling her protectively into his orbit.
“If I were siding with my sister–in–law against my own wife,” Julian continued, his voice smooth yet carrying a weight of dominance, “shouldn’t that be your real concern?”
His tone was calm, almost leisurely, but there was an unmistakable sharpness beneath the surface. Even though he was smiling, it did nothing to ease the suffocating tension in the room. No one facing him could find it in themselves to return the expression.
Julian’s gaze flickered over Edward as he spoke again, his voice light yet unsettling, “Or perhaps, are you hoping that I would help my sister–in–law bully my wife?”
The words weren’t spoken in anger, but the underlying weight of them was enough to send a jolt of fear through the Graham family. All three of them stiffened, momentarily frozen in place.
Edward’s brows twitched involuntarily. He did want Julian to put Rosalie in her place for humiliating Helena, but there was no way he could openly admit that now.
“Julian, that’s not what I meant,” Edward said stiffly, forcing a strained smile. His frustration simmered beneath the surface, but he dared not let it show. “Don’t you think Rosalie’s words were a bit too much?”
Julian turned his head slightly, his gaze landing on Rosalie, who sat there looking completely unbothered, as if none of this had anything to do with her. His eyes darkened as he murmured, “Too much?”
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Chapter 32
