Breaking Free From My Ex (Grace and Antonio) novel Chapter 107

Chapter 107

“What he divorce the only thing we have left to talk abonat?” Julian hadn’t even realized that, despite his inual packed schedule, he was wasting time throwing incaningless wonhvat Rosalir.

Iosalie iet mitä endil laugh and answered, “What chr the you think? You’ve had a wlede year, and you will love

with me, liave you?”

Her tone was laced with mockery, every word a jale straight to his chest

Julian stiffened, momentarily speechless. He wanted to argue, but he couldn’t find a single word to refure her.

it found another topic to diseas

She was damn right. Over the past year, he had never once made an effort to speak to her. The resentment from the clouded his judgment, making it easy to take lids frustration out on her.

forced marriage had always

she

Julian had thought that once his grandfather passed, he would finally be free of her. But now, he realized that letting her go wasn’t as easy as he had imagined. Even if he pushed her away, it felt as if something had been ripped out of him, leaving behind a gaping wound.

Faced with Rosalie’s question, he found himself at a loss for word.

Rosalie used to long for just a single conversation with Julian. Even one extra word from him was enough to make her happy for an entire day:

But once she let the expectations go, they became meaningless.

People said a woman could fall in love with a man in an instant, and in another instant, she could learn to hate him just as deeply.

She fell for Julian in a heartbeat, but it took her a lifetime to take back that love.

Heaven must have pitied her to grant her a chance to start over, and Rosalie swore she wasn’t about to waste this second life on the same mistake.

So when Julian didn’t respond, she lost her patience and replied, “If you didn’t call to talk about the divorce, then don’t waste my time. Whatever we had, it was never deep enough for long, meaningless phone calls?

After speaking. Rosalie was about to hang up when Julian’s voice cut through again, cold and sharp. “Who is that man with you?”

Rosalie’s fingers paused over the screen. She turned her head slightly and glanced at the figure moving around in the kitchen. “You mean Eddie?”

She let out a short, amused laugh and continued, “What, since when do you have an interest in men? Hate to disappoint you, but Eddie is straight. He’s not interested in you, so stop prying”

Without waiting f

for a response, she ended the call.

“Damn it” Hearing the busy tone on the other end, Julian slammed the receiver down. His eyes were stormy, his entire body tense with frustration. “Eddie?” He grined the name our between clenched teeth. “She says it like they