She Played Weak for Sympathy, So I Walked Away Without Looking Back Chapter 09

She Played Weak for Sympathy, So I Walked Away Without Looking Back Chapter 09

I remembered when Camille and I had been closest.

She would let the take the first bite of her popsicle. Whenever she bought a beautiful new dress, she would insist that I wear it before she did. Every time someone mistreated me, she stood up for me.

Back then, I had been genuinely grateful to her. I wanted us to be best friends for life.

But none of that gave her the right to pursue my husband or cause my baby’s death.

Camille refused to give up. She went home, started a livestream, and accused Julian of being a cheating scumbag.

“Cut the act, Julian. You certainly enjoyed all the attention when you were leading me on.”

“You can sue me all you want, but I’m dragging you down with me!”

She released a flood of damaging information about him.

That was when I learned Julian had often claimed he was working late so he could take her to romantic

restaurants. Whenever he traveled for business, he would buy an extra plane ticket and bring her along.

“Julian, do you really think I’m going to let you win Natalie back? Keep dreaming!”

“Natalie is far too proud. She’ll be utterly disgusted by you, and she will never take you back!”

Once Camille had nothing left to lose, she exposed everything, and the internet tore Julian apart.

Julian called me and desperately tried to explain.

“Natalie, don’t believe any of it. She deceived me. Every time, she acted helpless, and I…”

I cut him off.

“Julian, you don’t have to explain. I don’t care.”

He was silent for a long time.

“Why don’t you care? I’d rather have you scream at me or hit me than have you feel nothing at all.”

But I truly did not care.

I had just found a new job close to home. The pay was good, and my coworkers were easy to get along with

I had also taken up gardening. It calmed me, and seeing my flowers grow a little more each day made me

happy.

The wounds from my past had finally begun to heal. I no longer spent sleepless nights obsessing over where

I stood with someone or fearing that I might lose him.

My life was peaceful and comfortable now. Why would I waste time caring about people from my past?

After that day, Julian never contacted me again.

His conflict with Camille became increasingly vicious, and eventually the two of them turned violent.

Three months later, I learned that they had both been seriously injured.

Camille stormed into Julian’s office with a knife. He could not get out of the way in time, and she stabbed

him three times.

During the struggle, he shoved her from an upper floor.

The fall left Camille permanently disabled. He suffered severe genital injuries that left him permanently

impotent.

Julian still pleaded with me to take him back.

But by then, I had a new boyfriend.

It happened to be Valentine’s Day, and my boyfriend and I were walking down the street hand in hand.

Julian stood behind us and watched for a long time.

I noticed him watching us. His eyes were filled with regret and bitter frustration.

But I would never look back.