Please Come Back, My Love novel Chapter 62

Chapter 62

me’s shoulders stiffen, but she still didn’t move.

“She’s my wife. I said, each word deliberate. “Which makes this between us. Not you.”

“A wife you were forced to marry, Mother replied smoothly. “A wife you’ve kept hidden for three years. Det’s not pretend this is some grand love story.

darling.”

She wasn’t wrong. I had been forced, and I had kept Elena hidden for three years.›

But that didn’t mean she could just pay Elena off and make her disappear.

“That’s enough.” I crumpled the envelope in my fist, knuckles white. “We’re leaving.”

“Julian, wait- Victoria tried to interject, but a look from me shut her up.

I crossed to Elena’s side and held out my hand,

Her gaze finally left my mother’s face, dropping to my hand as if weighing her options. At last, she slipped her hand into mine-her fingers ice cold.

We were just about to leave when my mother’s voice cut through the air again.

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“Julian. We need to talk. Privately,”

I looked at Elena. Her eyes were so empty it made my heart hurt.

“Wait outside. Please. Just for a few minutes.”

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Please Come Back, My Love

hapter 63

She pulled her hand away, murmuring, “Of course.*

She left quietly, her steps light, but I could tell she was holding herself together by sheer will.

The alcove door clicked shut behind us. My mother turned to face me, atus crossed, expression sharp as broken glass.

“Are you developing real feelings for her?” The question was blunt. Direct.

I wanted to deny it, but the words caught in my throat.

‘It absolutely is my business when you’re about to make a catastrophic mistake. For once, her voice carried a hint of fatigue. “Julian, you hated that girl three years ago. You said she drugged you, trapped you into marriage. You said she was a snare.”

I closed my eyes, but all I could see was Elena’s face from moments ago-not hurt, not angry, just numb and dead inside.

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“So what’s changed?” My mother pressed, stepping closer, her gaze burning. “For three years, she was your secret, and now suddenly she’s someone you want

to protect?*

“I’m not playing any games,” I said, my voice rough. “But you can’t do this to her.”

“Appropriate?” My mother let out a short, bitter laugh, then her tone softened for just a second. “Julian, I just… I don’t want you making a mistake you’ll

regret,”

I said nothing.

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