He Thought I’d Never Leave, Until I Forgot Who He Was Chapter 05

He Thought I’d Never Leave, Until I Forgot Who He Was Chapter 05

The next morning, I woke with the feeling that I’d lost something else.

I couldn’t remember anything involving Julian from the day before.

He entered carrying a tablet and placed bridal gown designs in front of me.

“Evie, didn’t you say you wanted a grand outdoor wedding in Ireland? I’ll give you one.”

I stared at the sketches, a bitter lump rising in my throat. I couldn’t speak,

I had dreamed of marrying him.

But now, the thought that marriage would mean Julian was the only man I could choose for the rest of my life made me feel strangely trapped.

I looked up at him.

“Jules, marriage is a huge decision. I don’t want to rush into it. Can I have some time to

think?”

“Think?”

Julian stared at me, stunned.

“When I proposed to you back then, you didn’t hesitate for one second. Why do you need time

now?”

“Back then?”

I frowned.

“I don’t know what you’re talking about. But right now, I can’t agree to marry you.”

He looked at me, his fingers trembling.

“Why? You loved me so much. Why can’t you just keep loving me?”

I met his eyes.

“Because I need you to respect my choice.”

Then he gave a bitter smile.

Fine. I respect it.”

He put the tablet away and walked out looking dejected.

I changed clothes and went shopping.

After buying some clothes, I was about to head home when a woman rushed toward me in the

parking garage and dropped to her knees.

She said her name was Sienna Cole.

She said she was Julian’s lover.

She grabbed my hand.

“Please. Don’t make me terminate the pregnancy. I wasn’t thinking straight when I sent you those texts that day.”

I stared at her.

“You’re saying the baby you’re carrying is Julian’s?”

She nodded, choking back a sob.

“Julian doesn’t want the baby. You’ve never been a mother. You don’t understand—”

“Then I’ll get him to marry you.”

Sienna went completely still.

“What… what did you say?”

I looked at the swell of her stomach.

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“I said I’ll get Julian to marry you. You’re carrying his child. You shouldn’t have to remain his mistress.”

She gripped her clothes tightly.

A flicker of secret delight barely reached her eyes before an inexplicable fear swept over her.

“You’re… not angry?” she asked carefully.

There’s no point.”

I nodded calmly.

“Marriage should be something both people choose willingly. If he chose you, I won’t fight

you for him.”

I straightened.

“Come on. Get in the car. You’re carrying his baby. I’ll take you home with me and demand that

he marry you.”

Sienna stared at me for several seconds before getting awkwardly to her feet.

She followed me to the car.

I drove her back to the Bel Air estate.

The setting sun poured through the floor-to-ceiling windows, filling the living room with

warm gold.

The door had barely opened when Julian came toward me.

“Evie-”

His cheerful greeting died on his lips the moment he saw Sienna behind me.

I looked at his dark expression.

“She says the baby she’s carrying is yours. Is that true?”

Julian stepped toward me and tried to catch my wrist.

Panic I’d never seen before filled his eyes.

“Evie, let me explain. It isn’t what you think.”

I shifted aside and firmly shook off his hand.

I looked him straight in the eye and spoke slowly and firmly.

“You two should get married.”

Julian froze.

His breath caught, and panic flooded his eyes.

“Evie, stop.”

“I’m not making a scene.”

My expression remained calm.

“From now on, we don’t owe each other anything.”

I turned and walked away without looking back.

Behind me,

I heard a heavy crash. Julian had lost control and overturned the coffee table.

Then came Julian’s low, strangled roar, thick with regret and anguish.