Better Late, But Never His Again novel Chapter 110

She paused deliberately, leaving the sentence unfinished. That was enough. Julian wasn't stupid; he would connect the dots.

There was a two-second silence on the other end of the line before his voice returned. "Stay exactly where you are. I'm coming to pick you up right now."

The call ended abruptly. Evelyn stood by the road clutching her phone. A gust of night wind blew past, making her shiver violently.

She looked up and noticed a few passersby. Their eyes landed on her face, and the whispers started.

"Hey, look at that girl. Is she the one from the news?"

"I think it actually is her..."

"Oh my God, she actually showed her face outside?"

Evelyn's face flushed a deep crimson. She frantically dug into her purse, pulled out a pair of sunglasses and a face mask, and hastily shoved them on.

Keeping her head down, she didn't dare make eye contact with anyone. Her knuckles turned white as she clenched her fists in sheer humiliation.

Julian arrived quickly. The black Maybach slammed its brakes by the curb, tires screeching sharply against the pavement.

He shoved the door open and strode over. The moment Evelyn saw him, she burst into fresh tears and threw herself into his arms. Gripping his shirt collar, she shook uncontrollably.

"Julian, my life is over. That video is everywhere online... I'm too ashamed to even face the world."

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