Her Divorce, His Downfall (Sophia and Damian) novel Chapter 90

Chapter 90

Every time Sophia saw him, she would light up.

She’d throw her arms around him, then chatter endlessly about

school and Connor.

Her cheeks flushed as she spoke, her voice soft and bright with the innocence of first love.

About how much she liked him, how happy they were studying

together.

No one noticed-in the quietest corner, Julian’s heart was tightening, inch by inch.

It hurt more than he could bear.

And still, he had to pretend nothing was wrong.

He smiled and encouraged her to go after what she wanted.

Afterward, when she was gone, sleep never came.

He drank one glass after another, as if it could dull the ache.

But it never did.

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only choice.

So he stepped back, fading into a place she couldn’t see.

It was enough that only he carried the pain.

She’d grown up, and she’d found someone she loved. Maybe… that was how it was supposed to be.

So he had to learn to let go. Love wasn’t just holding on-it was restraint, letting the one you love be happy.

And watching her happiness… was enough.

But now-he was back.

And this time, he would never let anyone hurt her again.

Julian’s fingers curled slightly.

The softness in his eyes vanished, replaced by something sharp and dangerous.

Anyone who dared lay a hand on her… he wouldn’t let them get away with it.

He watched her for a long moment.

Only when her breathing grew steady did he gently lay her back5

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against the bed, tuck the covers around her, and step away.

Then he stretched out on the couch and closed his eyes.

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The next morning, soft light spilled through the window.

Sophia woke slowly, wrapped in a familiar scent.

She rubbed her sleepy eyes, and the moment she opened them, she saw Julian curled up on the couch, fast asleep.

The pale morning light fell across his face, softening his features.

He looked almost unreal.

Elegant. Refined. Untouchable.

Looking closer, she realized his features were somewhat similar

to Damian’s.

But where Damian felt cold and distant, Julian carried a quiet

warmth.

Though they were uncle and nephew, they looked more like brothers.

Julian was thirty-three, yet in both presence and appearance4he

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didn’t lose to Damian in the slightest.

How had she never noticed before?

She stared at him, lost in thought—until a sharp, urgent need

hit.

She glanced at Julian.

There were faint shadows under his eyes.

She didn’t have to guess-he must have stayed by her side these past few days, barely sleeping.

He had finally fallen asleep, and she couldn’t bring herself to

wake him.

She tried to get up on her own.

The moment she moved, a sharp pain shot through her leg.

She sucked in a breath, cold sweat forming on her forehead.

She looked around, trying to reach the call button-but her wrist was still injured.

Even the slightest movement hurt. She couldn’t lift her hand that high.

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And the urge to go only kept getting worse.

Her face flushed red as she tried to hold it in.

In the end, gritting her teeth, she decided to hop to the bathroom on one leg.

But the moment her good foot touched the ground, her knee gave out.

Before she could react, her body tilted-and she fell.

A dull thud echoed through the room.

Julian’s eyes snapped open instantly.

His gaze locked onto her, his heart lurching.

He shot up from the couch and rushed over.

“Are you hurt?”

His voice was tight with concern.

Sophia avoided his gaze, her face burning even hotter.

“I’m fine… I just…”

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Julian didn’t look away as he checked her arm and leg.

“Are you sure you’re not hurt?”

Sophia shook her head.

“I just…”

Her voice dropped to almost a whisper.

“…need to use the bathroom.”

The embarrassment on her face was impossible to miss.

Julian paused-then let out a quiet breath of relief.

As long as you’re okay… You scared me.

It’s such a simple thing-why didn’t you just wake me?

Still so shy, huh…

Julian almost laughed.

But his expression remained calm.

“Your leg’s injured. You shouldn’t be walking. I’ll carry you.”

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Before she could respond, he bent down.

One arm slipped behind her back, the other under her knees.

In one smooth motion, he lifted her into his arms.

“No-no need, I’m fine, I can walk—”

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