After the Cold Marriage His Crazy Love (Iris and Julian) novel Chapter 150

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“Shit,” Tessa cursed as soon as we entered our dorms. I was still a bit distracted by what had happened in the showers. I couldn’t shake it from my mind-especially the look on his face.

Owen.

I wondered if he was alright.

“Owen, answer me!” Maisey exclaimed, snapping me out of my thoughts.

At first, I couldn’t believe my eyes. The guy from the showers, Owen, was actually right in front of us. getting scolded by Maisey and two big, burly men who looked ready to strike at any moment.

“You’re behind by a month now,” Maisey reprimanded. “Our funds are already low as it is. I really don’t want to kick you out, but we need the money. If you can’t pay for it, then we have no choice but to give it to someone else.”

Owen pursed his lips and scratched the back of his neck.

“I thought you had the money?” Maisey pressed on.

“I did,” Owen muttered, almost inaudibly. “I lost it.”

That was when everything clicked into place. The

my brother had taken.

I felt guilt wash over me, despite knowing I hadn’t done anything wrong.

“We don’t tolerate late payments,” Maisey warned, and it seemed those big men were about to coerce him into something I wasn’t prepared to witness.

“I’ll give it to you by

next week,” he promised. “I swear.”

Maisey bit her lip and gave him a piercing look. “You better keep your promise. You’ve already broken the last one.”

“Yeah, I’m sorry,” Owen muttered, and once again, my heart felt squeezed by guilt.

With that, Owen turned and walked away from the tense scene, heading toward the door. Tessa stepped aside, but I couldn’t bring myself to move. In the end, our shoulders bumped against each other.

He paused for a moment, looking into my eyes. His were bloodshot, as if he hadn’t slept well in ages.

n that, it felt like I was staring into a reflection of my own struggles. Suddenly, his eyes

sh of disdain crossing his features, making my breath hitch.

giving me a gentle push. Tessa caught my shoulders, steadying my stance

walked to our room.

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“Isn’t it a bit… brutal?” I murmured, turning to Tessa as she opened the door.

“What do you mean?” she asked, glancing back at me.

“Maisey,” I replied, my voice low.

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“It is pretty harsh,” she conceded, closing the door behind us. “However, I get where she’s coming from. The dorms operate on the fees they collect from residents.”

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pest option among everything here at Elite, but we still have to pay the

why our utilities are so subpar.”

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too,” Tessa explained. “I don’t think they’re going to harm anyone. They’ll just who don’t pay on time.”

against the wall, feeling utter elp. However, I realized that

to have paid the deposit, so

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nth to come up with next month’s rent. But

ing Tessa’s attention.

u need a job?”

it’s rare, it’s not impossible. I think the café running near

it from some of my classmates from this one class.”

abbing my keys.

asked, her eyebrows raised in surprise.

ore people,” I replied innocently.

musement. “Alright, I’m cheering for you.”

that the café was in dir

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I tied the apron around my waist and pushed my hair back, smiling at my reflection in the mirror. Glancing around the staff quarters, my smile widened. With this job, I would be able to cover my dorm fees and start saving up for my tuition for the next semester.

As I shut my locker, I was greeted by a surprising sight. Owen, the guy from the showers, walked into the room, making his way to his locker while sipping from a water bottle.

He wore an apron, a hairnet, and had flour dusted all over his clothes, so I assumed he must be working in the kitchen.

“You’re working here?” I blurted out before I could stop myself, eager to strike up a conversation. Having a friend on the job didn’t seem like such a bad idea after all.

However, he merely glanced at me, closed his water bottle, and shut his locker before exiting the room. I puffed air into my cheeks and shot a semi-glare at the door as it swung closed.

“Would it hurt to answer with just one word?” I muttered under my breath.

“Qujt trying to make friends with random people, honey. Why would you need to do that when I’m already here?”

A startled scream escaped my lips as I turned to the side-or rather, to the ground. There, on the bench in front of the window, someone was sleeping with a book covering his face.

My heart raced. Since when had he been there? I hadn’t sensed his presence at all!

He lifted the book from his face, and I instinctively stepped back.

“What are you doing here?” I exclaimed, staring at him in horror.

Rowan merely smirked, casually lounging as he leaned his elbows against his lap. He looked me up and down, licking his lips in an appreciative manner.

“You look really nice in that apron.”

“Answer me,” I insisted, attempting to brush off his compliment.

A loud laugh erupted from his lips. “You never fail to amuse me.”

My brows knit together in confusion. What was there to find amusing?

“Answer me, or else I swear I’m going to report you to the manager,” I warned, frustration bubbling inside

He simply smirked and leaned back against the wall. “Sure, go ahead. I’m sure the manager will only report it back to me, though.”

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