Please Come Back, My Love novel Chapter 49

Chapter 49

Julian: POV

“I haven’t even started talking about your shit yet,” I said against her skin, my mouth moving down to the curve of her shoulder. “Your past. The clubs. The

men.”

Her entire body went rigid beneath my hands. Like I’d just electrocuted her.

“What are you- she started, her voice barely a whisper.

“Don’t play innocent with me.” My hands gripped her waist, rough and possessive, pinning her harder against the door. ‘I know what you did before we got married. The partying. The screwing around. You think I didn’t know?”

The color drained from her face so fast I thought she might pass out. Her amber eyes went wide, filled with something that looked like pure horror.

“That’s not-Julian, that’s not true-”

“Bullshit.” My voice was cold now. “I’ve seen the photos, Elena. I know everything.”

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Her mouth opened. Closed. Opened again. No sound came out.

“Those photos were fake!” The words finally burst out, desperate and raw. “Victoria set me up-she used that AI shit-Deepfake or whatever–Julian, please, you have to believe me-

Her words hit me like a punch. Fake? Deepfake? I’d never considered that possibility, but now a sliver of doubt crept in. What if she was telling the truth? Those photos had seemed too perfect, too conveniently timed. The doubt nagged at me.

‘I’ll have someone investigate,” I said, my voice still hard but with an edge of uncertainty I hated. “If they’re fake, we’ll find out. But if you’re lying-”

She shoved at my chest then. Hard. Harder than I’d expected from someone so small.

“I’m not lying!” Her voice rose to something close to a scream. Tve never been with anyone but you! Those photos aren’t real-they can’t be-because I

never-

Her words turned to sobs, making my chest twist painfully.

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“You bastard, she choked out between tears, her hands still pushing weakly at me. “You fucking bastard. You believe her over me. You always believe her.”

“I hate you.” Each word punctuated by another weak blow. “I hate you so much. You’re such a bully-you just keep hurting me-

Watching her fall apart like is-crying and raging and breaking down-it made my chest ache in a way I’d never felt before.

When did I start making her cry like this?

I looked at the tears streaming down her face, leaving tracks through her makeup. At the way her whole body trembled like she was coming apart.

What the fuck have I done?

My hands loosened on her waist. The rage faded, replaced by something heavier, like shame.

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Chapter 49.

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Elena My voice came out softer than I intended.

‘Don’t. She turned her face away, still crying. Her whole body was shaking. “Don’t pretend you care. Not after everything you just said.

1- The words stuck in my throat like broken glass.

What the fuck am I supposed to say? Sorry for calling you a slut? Sorry for believing the worst about you for three fucking years ?

She tried to push past me, her movements weak and uncoordinated. I need to leave.”

I caught her wrist. “Where are you going?”

“Away from you. Her voice was so tired. “Just… away.”

‘Elena-

“Let me go, Julian. Fresh tears spilled over, and she wouldn’t even look at me. “Please. I can’t do this anymore. I just can’t.”

That please-that single fucking word-broke something in me.

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