He Faked His Death for My Trust Fund. So I Planned My Own Goodbye. Chapter 08

He Faked His Death for My Trust Fund. So I Planned My Own Goodbye. Chapter 08

“What?”

Camille couldn’t believe her ears.

“I said we’re getting a divorce.”

“Cami, every time I look at your face, I remember how badly I hurt Mina.”

“I’m going crazy from the guilt.”

“I’m scared.”

“I’m scared that one day Mina will really come back for me.”

“I owe her.”

“I promised I’d marry her.”

The more Julian spoke, the lower his head sank, voice full of bitterness.

Camille stayed quiet for a long time, then laughed. It sounded worse than crying.

She ran a hand through her messy hair.

“Fine. Fine.”

“If I’d known it would turn out like this, I never would’ve agreed to your plan.”

“Julian Hayes, this was your idea.”

“Don’t regret it.”

The day they got the divorce decree from the courthouse…

Camille didn’t even look at him before leaving.

Only Julian stared at the paper and let out a relieved breath.

He looked around the empty room and smiled bitterly.

“Mina, see? I’m single again.”

“You used to say that as long as someone truly knows they were wrong, they still have a chance to change.”

“Will you forgive me?”

No one answered.

His face quickly fell again, eyes empty.

He seemed like a completely different person.

Julian finally understood how I’d felt.

He was living every day in guilt and self-blame.

After that, he spent his days at bars in downtown Greyhaven.

Staring at my photo, drink after drink.

“If I hadn’t been so greedy and stopped when I should have, Mina never would’ve disappeared.”

“Mina loved me so much.”

“She had even agreed to marry me.”

“She thought I didn’t know, but I saw the ring in the closet.”

“She’d bought it and hidden it.”

“She said she wanted to propose and make me the happiest man in the world.”

Tears filled Julian’s eyes as he spoke.

He even hit himself hard.

“But I was too stupid.”

“I let money and that trust fund blind me.”

“I destroyed everything with my own hands.”

Just then, a friend behind him patted his shoulder.

“What if I told you…”

“Mina isn’t dead?”