Unmasked My CEO Ex-Husband’s Regret novel Chapter 129

Julian's eyelid twitched, his heart plummeting. Without thinking, he reflexively snapped, "What are you talking about?"

As Elara turned around, she casually placed her phone—with the voice recorder already running—onto the kitchen island. She leaned against the edge, crossing her arms loosely, and stared at him with chilling composure. "Am I wrong?"

Whether he was too angry or simply out of excuses, Julian remained dead silent.

Elara gripped the edge of the counter, a cold smirk touching her lips. "If I am, then explain to me why you would abandon your own daughter's highly anticipated birthday party for a total stranger."

Julian hated the way she referred to Vivian as a stranger. He frowned instinctively, ready to argue, but Elara didn't give him the chance.

"Who promised he'd be home early this morning?"

"Who swore to his daughter a few days ago that he would never break another promise?"

"Who said he loved her, that she was his precious princess?"

Elara fired the questions at him relentlessly. "Those were all your words. Your promises. Do you even remember them?"

"How many of them have you actually kept?"

"Julian, do you even remember that you're a married man?"

"Do you even remember that you're the father of a four-year-old child?"

After months of being slowly boiled alive by his emotional neglect, and after spending an entire week personally gathering evidence of his betrayal, Elara thought she was immune. She thought her heart had turned to stone, that his pathetic affairs could no longer affect her.

She had believed that when the time finally came to confront him, she could act like a lawyer—calculating, rational, dismantling him piece by piece until he walked right into her trap.

But saying the words out loud, finally dragging his relationship with Vivian into the light, she still felt a suffocating tightness in her chest.

Every word felt like a blade dragged across her throat, plunging violently into her own heart until she was bleeding out.

She didn't know if Julian felt the sting of her words, but her own heart was already completely shredded, bleeding heavily.

"Because you have someone else you care about more," Elara said icily. "You have to prioritize her feelings. My daughter and I are just a nuisance you need to shake off, which is why you're always so annoyed by us."

"..."

Julian was slightly taken aback by her sharp intuition, but he didn't panic.

He knew Elara was deeply unhappy about him not coming home recently. He had fully anticipated her wild accusations, and he expected her to suspect any woman who got too close to him.

The moment he decided to take Vivian to the hospital, he had braced himself for Elara's interrogation.

The only thing that shocked him was her tone—it didn't sound like suspicion. It sounded like absolute certainty.

And her reaction was entirely too calm.

Julian had assumed that confronting him about this would make her hysterical, furious, and devastated.