Breaking Free From Mr. Ceo

Eden and Rosalie had known each other for almost six years. While their official relationship was that of a boss and assistant, they were more like

was Rosalie's assistant, but he was actually three years older than her. Rosalie was a genius, yet she had grown up with every aspect of her daily life taken care of by servants. So cooking was completely out of the question.

With Eden, it was different. He looked after her like an older brother, and he was the only person whose care she accepted without hesitation.

Hearing Eden

en's complaints, Rosalie didn't even bother defending herself but saying. "You're just realizing that now?"

Their voices camed a kind of familiarity that struck Julian like anoveldrama

a punch to the gut

Julian sat there listening, while gripping the phone as the unsettling feeling inside him deepened. It was as if he were the outsider, while that man

the one who had truly been by Rosalie's side all these years.

Juhan cursed bitterly in his mind. Six years? How nice. No wonder she's so eager to cut ties with me. She already has someone waiting in the wings

His gaze turned ice-cold, and his expression was dangerously dark. If Rosalie and Eden were standing in front of him right now, the look in his eyes alone could have frozen them in place

Yet, even at this moment, Julian failed to realize-or perhaps refused to admit-that his emotions had already spiraled out of his own control His voice, low and sharp, came through the receiver. "Rosalie, do you think I'm dead?"

Rosalie Enally moved away from the conversation and spoke into the phone, her tone flat. “Didn't you call to talk about the divorce?"

Hearing that damn word again, Julian gritted his teeth even further. His fingers tightened around the receiver until his knuckles turned white. A bear of silence passed before he suddenly let out a low, mirthless laugh.

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