The Man Who Waited vs. The Man Who Wasted novel Chapter 328

Every eye in the room immediately snapped to Julian.

Including Jocelyn's.

Julian let out a soft, airy laugh, a warm and gentle curve forming on his lips.

"Yes."

Honestly, everyone had already guessed the answer.

After all, the whole office knew he had an arranged fiancée.

It was only natural to assume his secret love was the woman he was set to marry.

So when he confirmed it, there were no audible gasps.

In fact, someone immediately complained.

"Sarah, everyone already knew the answer to that! What a total waste of a question."

"Next round, next round!"

Amidst the cheering and groaning, the game pushed forward.

Two rounds later, Julian was unlucky enough to draw the losing card again.

Having been thoroughly warmed up, the crowd had grown significantly bolder.

The questions became sharper and much more direct.

"Mr. Vance, what is your biggest regret when it comes to your love life?"

Julian went completely still at the question.

After a long, heavy silence, with every person at the table hanging on his next word, he finally spoke.

"I was secretly in love with someone... but because I hesitated for too long, I lost my chance."

The room practically stopped breathing.

Everyone mentally connected the dots between this answer and the previous one.

Wait, so the secret crush wasn't his fiancée?

It was someone else entirely?

The gossip radar in the room instantly went off the charts.

Someone blurted out in utter disbelief.

"A woman who could make our perfect Mr. Vance carry a torch for her? She must be absolutely extraordinary."

Julian replied instinctively, his voice laced with profound sincerity.

"She... truly is."

"Wait, is this person your fiancée?"

The guy who asked got a swift smack to the back of the head.

"Are you brain-dead? He's engaged to his fiancée right now! If he didn't lose his chance, then obviously it's not her!"

Sarah's expression stiffened.

Especially upon hearing the raw affection in his voice.

To be so deeply in love with someone and yet unable to be with them—what kind of torture was that?

It was a specific kind of agony she understood entirely too well.

Liam viciously pinched Sarah's arm under the table.

Sarah let out a sharp yelp.

"Liam, you jerk! Are you trying to kill me?"

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