Chapter 209
Cassie
The silence was deafening. As video clip after video clip showed up on that screen. A montage of their lives together. Pictures of them laughing together over dinner, of dancing together , of them lounging on a sun drenched beach with my boys playing in the background.
Some of them were from the years I had been in a coma but most of them were a lot more recent.
All those times he had left my arms and rushed off , he had gone to her. I knew because each video was time stamped. Taken from the security cameras in her home. The most recent was only a few days ago when he’d had her try on the dress I was now wearing.
She was still wearing the necklace that was meant to be on my neck.
Because- because.
A strangled sound rushed from my lips. Drowning out the words he was saying on the screen. Something about not having to worry about the contract because he would take care of it.
That’s all this was. He pretended to love me because his grandfather, the old king had some contract made up that said he had to stay married to me.
Everything he had said and done since I had woke up , had been a lie.
And like a fool I had fallen for it.
I had fallen for it because I had been so desperate to have things better between us. The other Julian, had loved me. He had died for me and I had died for him. This Julian was alive but he didn’t love me.
He never had.
It was all just one massive lie, so he could have his crown and keep his whore.
“What a-“
I think it was Yanna who spoke. I recognised her voice but I didn’t hear the end of what she was saying because at that moment Julian grabbed at my arm.
I sidestepped him easily. Turning my back on the crowd that was mumbling in shock and faced the two of them.
“You’re welcome to him.” I said and was surprised when my voice didn’t shake like I expected it to. My eyes locked on Megan’s and she looked terrified. She had every reason to be scared because I felt homicidal.
Only deep down I knew I wasn’t going to attack her.
“Cassie.” Julian reached for me again. His movements were so quick that I didn’t have a chance to move before his fingers slid around my wrist and held me there.
For three long seconds I stared down at it. At the hand that only a few minutes ago had given me so much pleasure.
Only now I felt nothing but complete and utter disgust.
“Cassie just listen to me.” He was speaking quickly, an urgent whisper.
“Let go of me.” I hissed.
“Lets go somewhere private so we can talk.”
Throwing back my head I laughed. Somewhere private? It was comical. He hadn’t thought about privacy when he had let the entire party watch my utter ruin.
My humiliation.
Because humiliation was exactly what it was.
“No.” Tears were threatening to overwhelm me. But I wouldn’t cry . Not here in front of everyone. I wouldn’t give Julian or his bitch Megan the pleasure of seeing that they had got to me.
So it didn’t matter that my heart had shattered into a million pieces the moment I had heard his voice tell her he would miss her. I wouldn’t cry.
Drawing myself up to my full height, I met his eyes unflinching.
“I don’t think we have anything else to say to each other, your majesty.”
“Of course we do.” His voice was low and urgent. Drawing my hand up to his lips , he pressed his lips to it. Like he thought that would make me swoon and forgive him.
There was nothing he could do that would make me forgive him now.
He had chosen Megan from the beginning.
And I had always chosen him.
I couldn’t keep doing that. Choosing a man who didn’t love me.
“Let’s just go and-“
I ripped my hand from his grasp. Hearing his sigh as his arm fell to his side.
“If you will excuse me, your grace. I would like to be alone now.” My eyes swept to the side to meet Megan’s face. Her hand was clutched to her throat. Pressing the rubies from the royal jewels to her scrawny skanky neck.
“I hope you both have a fantastic party,”
Not waiting for him to give me permission to leave I turned on my expensive heels and walked away and the crowd parted for me.
“Cassie, wait.” There was a second's hesitation and then he was after me. Grabbing me around the wrist , he twirled me into his chest. “I do not excuse you.” He rumbled out a growl. “You are my wife and this is one big misunderstanding. Me and Megan-“ He shot a look behind him and my eyes followed to Megan’s startled red face.
I couldn’t see the look he gave her but I could see her reaction to it. Her eyes softened.
My anger deepened.
Fuck them both.
They deserved each other. Both were lying cheating scoundrels.
“There is nothing between me and Megan but friendship.”
Pointedly I stared at the jewels around her throat and my laughter was sarcastic.
“This is just-“
Taking a deep breath, I searched the crowd quickly. Finding every friendly face I could and then I smiled.
“It’s ok Julian.” Reaching up I ran my hands down his face.
It was ok. This might not be the world I wanted to live in. I might have lost him in this one as well but I wasn’t about to lose myself because of him. Not anymore.
I loved him. He was my mate and the father of my children but I loved myself more.
“I love you-“
“I love you as well.” One last kiss on his full ultra soft lips and a lance splintered my heart. “But I want a divorce.”
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