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My Dismissive Fake-Love Marriage 45 his agony
It’s December in New York, it’s bloody hot out. “Thank you for driving us, I really appreciate everything you do for me, you know that, right?” Julien tilts his head. “Yeah babe, it’s my pleasure to do things for you. Are you okay?” “Well, I feel a little bad about making you think I wanted to drive your car. You looked really stressed out there.” He wraps his arms around Monica's waist. “Sunshine, I love you, so damn much. I wasn’t stressed about you driving the car; and I know this will sound irrational, but I was worried about you being out without me. Especially right now, when we have no idea what Dean and his people are capable of.” Monica nods and she gets that he would be worried about her safety, but that stress was definitely more about his car. She raises an eyebrow at him silently. After a minute he relents.“Okay, maybe I was a little worried about my car too. Butthere is not a shadow of a doubt that I love you way more than I love that car, Monica.” Laughing, Monica rea
My Dismissive Fake-Love Marriage 46 happy hours
“Let’s get you out of the mall and when I tell Dean that you are going to drive my car." As they exit the mall, Julien was looking forward to seeing Dean's face. “Why? Spare that poor guy's heart will you?" Monica looks at him like he has lost his mind, because if he thinks Dean could be anywhere and not be noticed, then he for surehas lost the plot. Because a minute laters she heard Dean telling him that he was going to get a run for his urgent calls. “Doubtful,” Monica says as they exit the lift into the parking garage. They have been in the mall for two hours and she still have absolutely no idea what she can get Julien for Christmas. It means, what do you get the guy that has everything? “What about socks?” Sarah asks, unable to keep a straight face. On the call. She is really having her best life in Germany. “Socks? You want me to get the hottest man on earth socks for Christmas?” Sarah glares at her before telling. “I object to that statement. He may be in line for number 2,
My Dismissive Fake-Love Marriage 47 the news
As the time passes by and everyday is working hard to earn money for their life Julien chooses to hold a private press conference as to involve more paparazzis this year as he wanted to see if the culprit comes to his conclusion of making himself a victim by sneaking picks and writing his scripts down for a fake news. Julien makes sure that he have enough bodyguard standing by for taking his instant orders. He also conducted ten more bodyguards in front of his house. Tyler, his personal assistant and driver for the protection of Monica. Monica has been throwing up since she was left on the bed alone earlier the night. Or she had food poisoning? Julien couldn't come to a clear conclusion. It never appeared in his head and something was off. So he set two more cameras in her room. Monica took two weeks off. For god sake she looked pale and almost like a lost child. Julien holds his breath and pushes through the door of Monica's room. "Good morning, sunshine. I got meat stew for you. It'
My Dismissive Fake-Love Marriage 48 Catalina who?
After sitting in the store for two hours the salesman comes with the paperworks to Julien “All right Mr. Tedd, it’s all ready. One red Mercedes-Benz G-Class G63 AMG, in the name of Monica Tedd. The car will be ready for delivery on the twenty-second of the month.” At first, he was told that he have to wait until February for thecar, it’s the middle of December now. When Julien not so kindly informed that he would be paying cash and that he expects to have a car delivered prior to Christmas day, the salesman almost shits himself. He came through though. They always do when they realise you have money. Julien figured that he would put a big ass bow on it and call it a Christmas present. She can’t reject a Christmas gift, can she? “I just need you to sign here, and here,” the salesman says, pointing out where Julien needs to sign. “You’ll need to leave a twenty percent deposit today and the rest will be due two daysprior to delivery.” Pulling out his wallet he hands over the black car
My Dismissive Fake-Love Marriage 49 bastard
As soon as Catalina texted back to him telling that his wife received something more than her name. About some tombstones. "Hey, Bray what's more there?" "Uh, a picture of a tombstone." “Whose tombstone was in the picture, Bray?” Julien asks, needing more information. “Look, she’s okay Julien. I’ve got her right next to me, actually she’s so close to me it would probably give you a coronary if you saw.” He’s probably right, but he also knows he’s trying to distract him from the situation. “Bray, do me a favour and send me a picture of the piece of paper. Keep her fucking close, I swear if anything happens to her …” Julien lets his sentence drown off, because the thought of anything happening to her is inconceivable. “Okay, I’ll send a picture. See you when you get here, bro.” He hangs up before Julien can reply. Bray sends the picture through straight away. The moment he zoomed in on the image, his blood went cold. There are two tombstones, one older looking one, he can barely make
My Dismissive Fake-Love Marriage 50 liars to her
As they both melt into each other and Julien feels the taste of sweet white wine lingers on her tongue, as shemeets him stroke for stroke. Julien gets so lost in the moment, that he forgets where they were, he forgets about the picture that had his blood running cold. He forgets it all as he tries to communicate with her just how much he fucking love her with this kiss. Pulling back she smiles up at him. “Mmm, hi.” “Hi, sunshine. How are you feeling?” Julien asks, not wanting to ruin this moment but also needing to know if she really is okay. He pins her with his eyes as he waits for her answer. “I’m better, now that you’re here,” she responds, batting her eyelashes at him. Julien laughs and damn it feels good to laugh. “How are you really feeling? I saw the picture. Monica. You don’t need to pretend or hide your feelings from me. Youknow that, right?” Julien feels like he needed to reassure her that no matter, he was not going anywhere. He knows that she hasn’t had that much in he
My Dismissive Fake-Love Marriage 51 Christmas Eve
“Oh Monica, we need to go, we have to get home!” Sarahexclaims. Julien body tenses, like fuck is she taking Monica home. Julien looks to Monica, to her mischievous smile up at him. “Oh babe, I have to do something at my townhouse. I forgot until just now,” she says like that’s all the explanation Julien needed to hear. “What is it you have to do?” Julien asks, he knows that she’s very tipsy,and if she thinks that Julien was letting her go anywhere without him she’s bloody nuts. “Umm … I umm … I have to … you know …” She’s looking to all the girls to help her. Help her what? What could she possibly have to do that she can’t tell Julien? She is being like a puppy in front of her friends? “Told you, he’d find out. You’re a fucking hopeless liar, Monica,” Bray laughs at her. “Find out what?” Julien asks very pointedly to Monica, who issquirming in her seat. “Argh, it’s a surprise and I’m not telling you because it’s a surprise for you. But you can’t see it because it’s a Christmas sort
My Dismissive Fake-Love Marriage 52 Surprise over surprise
Leaning in Julien whispers in her ear, “babe, I know he would be respectful, I know my brother. I never doubted his intentions. It’s just a little fun to watch him squirm for abit. But I’m glad he was there to help you. I just wish that it was me. I should have been there.” “You can’t be with me all the time, Julien. It’s not how life works. Now I need you to drive Sarah and I to our townhouse, because I have someone meeting me there.” Who does she have meeting her at her place? Julien was curious and was wanting to question it, but when he remembers how happy she was when she talked about how she has a surprise for me, he can’t bring himself to question her. Like he just told her that he trusts her completely. Julien pulls over at the front of Monica's townhouse. The drive here has given her time to sober up, which has returned the nervousness of what she was about to do. Think of Julien. Think of Julien and nothing more matters. Repeating that over and over in her head, she can see h
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