Are the two of them sick of each other?
He couldn’t help but think self-deprecatingly as he walked past her.
"I’ve already been filled with rage; I don’t want to eat anything now."
Gloria Galloway’s body flinched, and sweat broke out on her forehead again.
She didn’t want to mess it up, but she was too weak to do anything.
Julian Sterling had already gone upstairs without giving her a second glance.
Gloria Galloway squatted down a bit masochistically, throwing all the remaining shards into the trash.
The wound on her back burned painfully, and with such tension, it was like pouring a bowl of chili water on her injury.
After tidying up, she collapsed directly onto the sofa, but she didn’t pass out, just rested.
Her body was too weak, with no strength, and her back hurt.
She rested for half an hour and then struggled to support herself up, heading upstairs.
Julian Sterling was on the bedroom balcony, lost in thought. For origınal chapters go to 𝓷𝓸𝓿𝓮𝓵✶𝕗𝕚𝕣𝕖✶𝓷𝓮𝓽
Gloria Galloway gently shut the door and walked up behind him.
Julian suddenly turned around, grabbed her, and led her towards the bed.
Gloria Galloway was somewhat panicked; it was broad daylight, and her body was covered with needle marks from chemotherapy. If Julian was intimate with her now, her secret would be discovered.
She didn’t want him to know about her illness; she didn’t need his pity.
"Julian Sterling, I don’t want to."
It was the first time she had refused him, with no room for negotiation.
Julian was clearly taken aback, propping himself up to look at her.
He thought he had misheard. She never refused him, so how could she now...
"I said I don’t want to. Can we do this later..."
Before Gloria Galloway could finish speaking, Julian had already stood up, his face full of mockery.
"Gloria Galloway, your love is nothing more than this. You always say you like me, but now you won’t even let me touch you. Since we’re both sick of each other, when will you initiate a divorce?"
When she refused, he was surprised, and there was a hint of hurt in that surprise.
Strange, why would he feel hurt?
He had always liked Yvette Jacobs; no matter what she was like, she was a dream from his youth.
Gloria Galloway didn’t say anything, bowing her head slightly, her eyes red.
The last thing Julian Sterling wanted to see was her , so aggrieved and infuriating.
Is staying with him really such an ordeal? If so, why get married in the first place?
"You can propose a divorce if you really can’t take it, Gloria Galloway. There’s no point in us continuing ."
After saying this, Julian left without looking back, slamming the door loudly.
Gloria Galloway tightly clutched the clothes in front of her, tears streaming down her face.
She wouldn’t divorce; she only had three months left. Even if they tormented each other, she wanted to stay by his side.
She was selfish, stealing his happiness and making him angry.
The more Gloria cried, the more her body hurt, eventually curling up in a ball, pathetically hugging herself.
Julian Sterling didn’t go far from the door, standing there, wanting to know if Gloria Galloway would come after him.
If she loved him, she would definitely come out.
He harbored a bit of hope in his heart, foolishly waiting at the door.
But an hour passed, and there was no sound from inside.
The hope in Julian Sterling’s heart shattered bit by bit. In the end, he smirked at himself and walked away in big strides.
He was restless but didn’t know what was causing such restlessness.
After leaving the living room, he almost kicked and broke a vase nearby in anger, but then thought that if the vase was broken, Gloria Galloway would be the one to clean it up, so he retracted his foot.
Restless, desperately restless!
Getting into the car, he looked up at the upstairs window, feeling down.
He aggressively stepped on the gas pedal, driving the car away in one swift motion.
At this moment, Gloria Galloway lay in pain on the bed; the confrontation with Julian Sterling had drained all her energy. She didn’t even have the strength to curl her fingers, let alone get up to chase after him. She wanted to explain things to him, but her body wouldn’t allow it.
Her tears soaked the pillow as she stared at the ceiling for a while, eventually falling asleep slowly.
Meanwhile, Julian Sterling arrived on set. He had mentioned taking leave, but after the disruption with Gloria Galloway, he had no mood for relaxation. It was better to focus on work.
"Best Actor Sterling is here."
"Strange, his assistant just told the director he was on leave."
A few people whispered on the side, curiously watching Julian Sterling.
The director didn’t say anything; with a big star like Julian Sterling, he wouldn’t dare say a bad word about him.
Moreover, Julian took his work seriously, so he must have his reasons for showing up today.
Just as Julian Sterling was about to enter his workspace, he saw Yvette Jacobs from the side.
His brow furrowed, and the restlessness in his heart intensified.
She had lost so much weight, looking pitifully at him.
"Didn’t I tell you not to come looking for me anymore?"
His words were cold, not even sparing her a glance.
Yvette Jacobs felt as though he had stabbed a knife into her heart. She clenched her hands, her eyes turning red.
The debt collectors were already harassing her frequently, and if she couldn’t gather eight billion soon, the news of the Jacobs Family’s bankruptcy would soon be exposed. At that point, everyone would know.
In the entertainment industry, this was a very dangerous signal. A once-popular person suddenly becoming a down-and-out figure would only attract disdain and unwelcome advances from directors.
Most directors in the entertainment industry were not good people; few genuinely made TV shows and movies. Most were scheming how to sleep with pretty girls.
Yvette Jacobs’ beauty was undeniable. She was voted the most beautiful actress online, ranking first and already showing signs of stardom even before her official debut.
She couldn’t let those debt collectors ruin her life.
"Julian, I’ve been feeling really bad lately. Can you help me, for the sake of the feelings you once had for me, please?"
If it were before, Julian Sterling might have been slightly moved, but now he couldn’t care less about her tears.
Perhaps because of what happened with Gloria Galloway, he had completely given up on Yvette Jacobs, no longer feeling the passion he once had.
"Yvette Jacobs, what happened last time was an accident. Don’t come looking for me again; I’m already married."
Last time, he almost rekindled things with Yvette Jacobs, but thankfully he stopped in time. Otherwise, he wouldn’t know how to face Gloria Galloway.
Thinking of Gloria Galloway’s name, Julian Sterling stiffened. Why should he care whether he wronged her or not? There was no real affection between them.
Perhaps Gloria Galloway didn’t care about these things at all.