Abandoned by All I Took It All Back novel Chapter 55

Janina picked up her phone to make a call when she noticed several messages from an unknown number.

She opened them and, upon seeing the intimate bed photos, actually laughed.

It didn't take a genius to figure out the number belonged to Yvonne. She was trying to provoke her with these pictures.

"This is a gift from heaven." she thought.

Janina quickly saved the photos and called the police.

Meanwhile...

When Julius slowly regained consciousness, the first thing he felt was a soft body nestled in his arms, a warm hand resting on his waist.

The scent was familiar, and he assumed it was Janina. She always used to sleep like that, snuggled in his embrace, her arms around his waist.

He pulled the figure in his arms a little closer. Yvonne, sensing he was awake, immediately stopped her movements and obediently hugged him back.

Julius's head felt heavy. He slowly opened his eyes, shielding them from the sunlight streaming through the window.

He thought to himself—

Janina was the one who loved him most in this world. She had been causing such a fuss lately, but in the end, wasn't she right back in his arms?

He remembered the first time she had confessed her feelings for him.

She had said, "Julius, I want to be with you, forever and always."

The memories of his youth, filled with her presence, were still sweet to him now.

Since she had taken the initiative to make up, he considered them reconciled. As the saying goes, couples shouldn't hold a grudge overnight, and the same applied to them.

"This is it", he decided. "I'll just spend the rest of my life with her. The next step is to have a child."

The bedroom was quiet, the only sound being the soft, shallow breathing of the person in his arms.

He rested his chin on her head, pressing his body even closer, ready to fuck her.

But just as his hand touched the woman's back, he heard a delicate, soft voice.

He turned around.

Yvonne was clutching a blanket to cover her upper body, her eyes red with tears.

"Julius, last night... you drank so much. You were so strong, I couldn't fight you off. You... we..."

She trailed off, unable to finish the sentence, and broke down into tears, her eyes filled with grievance.

Julius felt his heart sink. "What have I done?"

He couldn't remember anything from last night—not returning to Solara Heights, not being with Yvonne...

He had no memory of it at all. But the sight of them, naked in bed together, combined with Yvonne's tearful, half-spoken accusations and the marks on her neck, told him that something unforgivable had happened.

He ran a hand through his hair in frustration, tilting his head back with a sigh of deep regret.

"Julius, please don't feel burdened. I know I'm not good enough for you. I've carried another man's child, and I'm well aware of my place. Don't worry, I'll explain things to Miss Holt. You... you've already done more than enough for me. There's no need for you to take this on..."