After the Cold Marriage His Crazy Love (Iris and Julian) novel Chapter 123

Chapter 123 Hidden Truths

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Jared softly, has voce gentle. Til keep every promise I made to you.”

Back then, she’d only wanted him to cut back on drinking-not stop entirely.

Sew frowned, douba creeping in ‘Quitting drinking has gotta be hard, right?”

“N” Jars and it like it was nothing. I smoked for five years before we got married too.”

In’s eyes went wide

She’d never once seen Julian smoke.

“Why’d you quit out of the blue?

sighed, a faint half-smile tugging at his lips. “On our first date, we got in the elevator. A guy was smdung, and you covered your nose like it grossed you out. I quit the next day.”

He said it so casually, like it didn’t matter.

But Iris’s heart skipped a beat. She could barely wrap her head around it.

After dinner, Iris went to the bathroom.

When the came out, she ran into Julian’s stepmom, Vivian.

Even though she was Julian’s stepmom, she treated him like her own kid. Real or not, she always played the part well

Iris greeted her politely. “Vivian”

Vivian smiled softly, “Frederick’s waiting for you in his study. Go on up.”

Iris froze for a second and then nodded.

As Vivian turned to leave, Iris called after her. “Can I ask you something?”

Vwian nurrdback “What is it?

“How’d you find out 1 bled for divorce?”

Vivian paused “Oh, that Lily told me

Lilgr

Honda for a second. She musted Zox, and she knew Julian wouldn’t tell anyone. That only left Daniel.

Last time Jubangon

Daniel dropped him off Shed

toned the divorce then

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Chapter 123 Hidden Truths

Vivian’s tone was flat. “I respect whatever you kids decide.”

With that, she kept walking.

Iris let out a quiet breath and headed to the study.

Inside, Frederick had his hands in his pockets, standing by the window and staring at the night outside.

When he saw Iris, he shut the window tight, pulled the curtains closed, then walked to the door and locked it. “Sit down.”

Every move he made felt careful and serious.

Iris sat down on the sofa.

Frederick walked over. “Give me your phone.”

Iris looked confused, staring at him.

Frederick’s face was stern. “You don’t want those monkeys back anymore?”

Iris’s heart picked up. She glanced at the locked door, then the closed curtains, and felt a twinge of unease.

She had to get the monkeys back. She caved, pulling out her phone and handing it to him.

Frederick took her phone, shut it off, and tossed it on the coffee table.

He sat down in front of Iris, crossed his legs, pulled out his own phone, and slowly pulled up a video. He asked casually, “You filed for divorce?”

“Yeah.”

“Good. I’ll call some people to speed up the divorce.”

“Can I have the monkeys back now?” Iris clenched her fists, holding back her anger.

“Not yet.” Frederick handed her his phone. “Check this out.”

Iris took the phone.

On the screen, five monkeys were locked in a glass cage. They were going nuts-screaming, thrashing, biting each other, and jumping all over the place.

Iris’s heart sank. “Give them back now! They’ll die if this keeps up.”

Frederick snatched the phone back, deleted the video, and put it in his pocket. “I asked what’s wrong with

them.

Iris’s anger flared, but she had to give in.

“Besides the contagious virus, they have a really rare disease. They need medicine to keep it in check.

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