Poor Woman

Julius sat silently as his phone continued to vibrate with numerous calls from Bella.

"Your girlfriend?" Bromo asked.

Julius only murmured in response. He ignored the calls, but after a while, Bella still didn't give up.

When Bruno asked about whether he should let go of Bella or not, he finally answered the call.

"What?" Julius intentionally sounded curt. He didn't want his defenses to crumble.

"Where are you? I want to talk,” Her voice trembled, holding back tears and her immense disappointment.

‘Bella, sorry.’ He wanted to say that, but couldn’t.

"What's up?" his reply was even colder with the tone.

"I want to talk. Can we meet for a moment?" Bella asked. Julius could feel her desperation. His hand, which wasn't holding the phone, clenched tightly. Julius even gritted his teeth. His breath felt tight. His jaw tensed.

Beep.

Unable to keep up the cold façade any longer when he wanted to be warm, Julius abruptly ended the call without saying anything to Bella in response.

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