Chapter 637 - Six Hundred And Thirty-Seven: Julie Is Not Irreplaceable

The third point of view:

"I tried all I could and yet I couldn't make it on time and you know that all I was going to do was apologize to you! But you didn't even give me the chance to do so!" He yelled at her as if he wanted those words to sink into her head. 

"Because I don't want to!" Anabelle retorted, "I'm so sick and tired of your apologies that I don't want them anymore!" 

"What do you want then?" His face was furious, this was the first time they were having a serious fight. Every other tome, Anabelle had been understanding until now.

He went on, "If you don't want my apology, what then, Anabelle? For me to get down on my knees for forgiveness?" He gestured mockingly, "Or perhaps, a slap in the face would satisfy you?" He took her hand and raised it to his face. 

"Slap me then if that would appease your anger, I would take it," He incited her, "Come on, Annabelle! Do it!"

"I just want you to take action!" Anabelle screamed and shoved him on the chest.

"And you think I was doing nothing?! How could you even think that I missed your show on purpose, Anabelle?!" He asked her.

"Well, you tell me? All I want is your presence yet that is the one thing you fail to give me. It's as if we're growing apart and I don't want it anymore. I just want you, Julie! Is that too hard to ask?!" Anabelle said, her eyes tearing up. This wasn't the Julie she knew and the relationship she dreamed of and it was hurting her. 

A lump formed in Julie's throat as he saw the tears roll down Anabelle's beautiful face. If Eden knew he made his daughter cry, he would definitely hang him upside down by his thing. 

"I just want us to go back to the old times, Julie," she pleaded. 

"God, I'm sorry," He ran his hand through his hair, feeling the guilt rise to the surface. He thought that keeping her safe was all that mattered, but now it seems he hurt her in the process. 

Anabelle hung Julie tighter, she was really afraid to lose him. She had invested so much in this relationship - her emotion and time - to let it go to waste. Moreover, she loved Julie too much. If it wasn't him, it wouldn't be anyone else.

"I'm so sorry, Anabelle,"

With Anabelle leaning on his shoulder, Julie ran his hand through her hair soothingly. He let his fear of losing her nearly ruin his relationship. They stood in that position for a while until a certain person came to mind.

"So," He started, his hands absent-mindedly rubbing circles on her back, "About that Alec," 

"Hmm," Anabelle glanced up without losing contact with him, "What about Alec?" she knew Julie was jealous and now, her head was clear and free from anger, she decided to tease him a little. 

"How do you two know each other?" Julie inquired as he hadn't looked into the man's background thoroughly.

"He's the owner of Suez, the brand I showcased their collection. So you can say that we met through work," Anabelle answered.

"That's all?"

"Yeah, that's all," Anabelle pretended to be oblivious to the real question that was really on his mind. She tilted her head to the side, asking, "Why do you ask?"

"Nothing," Julie said abruptly.

Anabelle laughed inwardly at his lie, he was kind of cute being jealous and she wasn't done with him.

"Well..." she trailed off.

Julie's raised a brow questioningly, "Well?"

Anabelle bit on her lips, appearing to be nervous as she said, "Honestly, he's kind of hot,"

Julie took a deep breath, his grip on Anabelle's waist tightening, "So?"

"So?" She asked him. 

"So, why are you telling me that?" 

"I'm just telling you that I won't be crying over you the second time," She said. 

"What?" 

Although she said it playfully, there was seriousness in Anabelle's tone, "His looks are on par with yours, he's a responsible young fellow and he's capable of taking care of me," 

"So you're trying to say..." his hand tightened the more on her waist and Anabelle didn't even cry out in pain - she was the one that started it and had to end it. 

"That you would break up with me if I fail you the second time?" he asked her, his fiery gaze boring into her as if daring her to. 

"It seems so," She smirked at him challengingly. He should get it into his head that he wasn't irreplaceable. 

Fuck! Who is she kidding? Nobody could ever replace Julie in her heart. It was pathetic to say but he was now a part of her soul.

"My love," Julie called her affectionately and that made her heart skip a beat. 

As if that wasn't enough, his thumb slowly brushed across her collarbone and a shiver went down her spine. God, she had forgotten that Julie was a professional at the art of seduction. 

"Surely, I believe you," He didn't believe at all, Anabelle knew that because there was a hint of mockery in his tone. 

"Unfortunately," He murmured against her neck, the deep rumble of his voice causing her entire body to tremble this time. 

Anabelle gulped, and he smirked at her reaction. 

"Nobody knows your body as much as I do," He said before he attacked her throat with kisses, and Anabelle's eyes shot open. 

Julie was not lying, he knew exactly how to make her lose her mind. Her legs suddenly felt weak and Anabelle knew she would have fallen but his hands bound her to him. 

His hot breath caressed her skin and she gasped at the sensation it stirred inside of her. Her core tingled and craved for more, so she shifted the angle of her head where she could see his lips and tried to kiss him. However, Julie pressed his finger against her and said smugly, 

"Careful there, honey, you don't want to get so addicted to my kisses that Alec might not stand a chance pleasing you," His gaze held a trace of humor. 

"Damn you," Anabelle cursed, and before Julie could read her mind, took the finger he pressed against her lips, into her mouth this time. 

Julie froze, his mind malfunctioning instantly. Holy mother of God! 

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