My Billionaire Ex is Now My Future Brother-in-Law Chapter 03

My Billionaire Ex is Now My Future Brother-in-Law Chapter 03

The cold tea churned in my stomach.

I kept walking, but my mind flashed back to the past.

Julian never told me anything about his family.

A month into dating him, I realized he was extremely wealthy.

I’d been screwed over at work—my month-long project stolen. I complained offhand, and the next day my credit and bonus were back in place.

My coworkers apologized.

I stood stunned in the office as my boss smiled and told me I could come straight to him for issues like this.

No need to bother “people higher up.”

Higher up.

I didn’t know what rank that meant, but I knew it was Julian.

Julian just laughed when I told him.

I stared into his eyes and thought his family must be filthy rich.

Slowly, I noticed he never acknowledged our relationship in public.

Never introduced me to his friends.

He’d take me out to eat sometimes, but once mid-meal he took a call, sent me home in a car, and had my food packed.

I ate alone.

Later I found out the call was from his friends—they’d been nearby and wanted to meet him.

I asked Julian, “Am I too embarrassing to be seen with?”

His fingertips were cold. He wiped a tear from my eye and said no.

That night, he took me to meet his friends for the first time.

That was when I learned about his childhood sweetheart, the wealthy socialite.

Dinner was quiet.

When it ended, I accidentally glanced at her phone screen.

“Tough you had to book such a hidden place.”

“Let’s not do this again.”

Spilled tea burned my fingers. I jerked my hand back.

Julian said he was being watched closely.

But after that night, he hardly went out with me.

A few days before my birthday, Julian wore a tie I’d never seen—bright, noticeable colors.

He didn’t come home on my birthday.

I curled up on the couch watching a movie, waiting for his message that never came.

Instead, I got an invitation from that socialite.

When I arrived, I noticed her scarf. It matched Julian’s tie perfectly.

I froze for a second.

I barely knew Chloe Voss, but she’d somehow found out my birthday and brought a gift.

“We met briefly last time. I didn’t have anything for you then.”

“Happy birthday.”

The gift was too expensive. I refused it.

Chloe didn’t push it. She asked, “Julian didn’t spend the day with you?”

I shook my head and said he was busy.

Chloe smiled, but said nothing.

When I left, it was snowing.

I checked my phone: two red dots—steps and news. No new messages.

The snow got heavier. Few cars were on the road. I locked my phone and looked up to see Chloe get into a black Bentley across the street.

It sped past me in the snow.

I’d seen that car in Julian’s garage.

He never let anyone ride in it. Not even me.