Breaking Free From My Ex (Grace and Antonio) novel Chapter 144

Chapter 144

Julian felt a pang of heartache seeing Rosalie isolated and manipulated by her own father, who treated her like an adversary.

The more indifferent and unbreakable Rosalie appeared, the more Julian’s heart ached.

Before Phyllis could finish her sentence, she declared, Ill take care of the room situation for you, Rosalie. Let Helena stay there, and I have the servants prepare another room for you.”

Rosalie had anticipated this family’s shamelessness, so Phyllis words didn’t surprise her.

Just a room she wondered as she micked

His room was the best in the entire villa, with unparalleled lighting, views, and scenery.

The family’s casual attempt to seize her: room and then act as peacemakers in front of her was laughable. It was su funny.

Before Rosalie could respond, Julian spoke up first. “This house belongs to Rosalie. She hasn’t agreed to anything, and yet you, Mrs. Graham. family, are making decisions on her behalf? Who gave you that right?”

Julian’s words were blunt and unapologetic.

Phyllis, as an elder, was visibly affronted by Julian’s direct confrontation, her wrinkled face turning sour.

Edward, too, was taken aback that Julian would openly challenge an elder, and he finally vented his frustration.

“Julian, this is within the Graham family. Who are you to interfere? My mother is Rosalie’s grandmother and your elder. Is this any way to speak to her?” Rosalie knew Julian wasn’t one to care about anyone’s feelings. His social skills were a bit lacking

She thought her own words had sufficiently humiliated the shameless family, but Julian’s retort was even more cutt

cutting.

What surprised her more was that Julian, who despised her to the core, was the only one standing up for her in this situation.

Rosalie’s emotions were a tangled mess, anger at the Graham family’s audacity and confusion at Julian’s unexpected support. She was so overwhelmed that she momentarily forgot to retort to Phyllis.

The next second, she felt her hand being grasped. Looking up in surprise, she saw Julian step in front of her, pulling her behind him, his piercing gaze locking onto Edward.

The imposing aura Julian had cultivated over years as a dominant figure pressed down on Edward, who instinctively took a few steps back, barely containing his inner turmoil.

Julian’s long–standing authority was something Edward, who had only recently ascended to his position, couldn’t withstand.

“How have you all treated my wife! And now you tell me t Graham, that 1, Rosalie’s husband, am an outsider?”