After My Death, My Husband Who Threw Me Into the Hunting Grounds Went Insane novel Chapter 150

ADAM

I have to tell Bianca now.

Damn it. It wasn't that hard. I could just let them take my site in Thailand, ask her parents to sign the transfer papers, and it's all done. I just couldn't find the right time because I didn't want to make a scene. I knew Bianca too well, and I knew that it wasn't going to end well.

I had to, though. Immediately. I couldn't wait to get Julia back, especially with my possessiveness issue. I was always jealous. I wanted to keep her by my side and shove all those men away, even if it's my brother who was now dragging Julia to the dance floor.

I clenched my fists.

"Don't you want to dance?" Bianca said. She fucking couldn't stop holding me in public. "Or do you want to get back to the suite?"

"Bianca, please..." I moved her hands away from my neck. "Don't."

She sighed and drank another shot of red wine.

"When are you going to stop making this harder for us? Hmm? Or maybe I could just tell Dad to let us get married right away? Isn't that what you wanted for us before? Live together for the rest of our lives?"

"Not anymore." I drank my scotch straight. There was only one thing her family wanted from me. It wasn't the marriage. It was my business.

"I want you. Isn't that enough?"

"You could've said that a long time ago. Things have changed now."

"Wait. Why are we suddenly having this conversation?" Her tone raised an octave, getting everyone's attention. This was what I was talking about. She knew how to make a scene.

"Bianca, can't you see what's wrong with us? This is a mistake."

"Don't forget how I fucking saved you and your reputation. Dad would not allow—"

"Stop it, Bianca. Not here."

"Adam, I love you. I still do." She curled her arms around my neck again. "Please, I'll behave. I can't lose you again."

"Bianca, you don't love me." I took her face in my hands. "I'm not the man for you. Listen, you're a beautiful, young, successful woman. Don't waste your time on someone who won't love you back."

"Are you breaking up with me?" she asked, her lips trembled.

"I would give your father what he always wanted."

She shook her head. "That's not the right answer."

"Look, I'm going to take you to your room now."

"I don't want us to break up." She began to cry. "Please, Adam. Don't do this."

"Shh, don't cry. Come on, let's get you outside."

Fortunately, Bianca listened to me, but she was too drunk and unable to stand by herself, so I brought her to her suite and helped her settle on the bed. She was so wasted.

"I'll come here in the morning," I said.

"I am sorry, Adam. I am sorry."

"Don't be. I'm going back to the hall. Take a bath, have a good night's sleep, and I'll take you to your parents tomorrow, okay?"

"Is she the reason?"

"Bianca, let's not talk about it—" She forced herself to sit up.

"I am asking you. Is she the reason?"

"Yes."

"No. That's not true. You are mine. You're still mine!" she screamed. "You're going to realize it someday. I can't break up with you, and that's final."

"Can't you just accept that it is over for us?"

"So, you just used me? And now that she's here, you want your mistress back?"

"Don't call her my mistress. We're not married, Bianca."

"Why not? She really is your mistress because she's bitching someone else's fiancée!"

I shook my head. "This is the reason why I can't stay with you."

"You started this. Don't blame it on me!"

"Whether you like it or not, I can't marry you. You know what? I'm leaving. Do as you please. Now, will you please excuse me?"

I turned away. I heard her calling me, but I chose to ignore it as I paced towards the door.

JULIA

Luke approached me and asked me to dance. He grinned as he held my waist and my hand.

"So tell me," he said, "is that for real?"

I knew he was talking about Henry's confession earlier. I groaned inwardly. "It's not for me. The spotlight had mistaken me for someone else."

He clicked his tongue. "I believe you."

"Where's Nina?"

He glanced over our left side and found her dancing with Henry. He smiled sweetly. "Change partners. I finally got to dance with you."

"You know what, Luke, you're still a mystery to me."

"Most people say so. But I disagree. There's no mystery about me. I'm an open book."

"Why don't you tell me about your family and make this dance interesting?"

He flashed a smile. "Why ask something you already heard from Jake?"

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