Chapter 83 How Far You Have Fallen
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Chapter 83 How Far You Have Fallen
Lucian looked down and spotted Rosalie’s bracelet right away, scrunching up his brows.
Just a few days ago at Aurora Auction House, the highlight was the starlight strawberry crystal bracelet that wowed everyone. Rosalie’s bracelet looked exactly the same as the one at the auction.
Every wealthy woman in the room wanted it. But then, the bidding shot up to 50 million dollars as a mystery buyer on the second floor swooped in and claimed it.
Seeing the way Lucian and Camelia stared at her wrist, Rosalie instinctively covered the bracelet with her
other hand. She raised her chin and smirked in disdain. “Lucian gave it to me. I think it looks way better
than those flashy, overhyped diamonds.”
Lucian spoke sharply, his words firm and unwavering, “That can’t be.”
He figured he knew Rosalie well enough. If it were the bracelet with a sky-high bid, she would be showing
it off already. There was no way she would hide it.
He fixed his gaze on her, his eyes filled with contempt and disappointment. “I never thought I would see you in a cheap knockoff, Rosalie. I hate to see how far you have fallen without me.”
Camelia looked shocked, and then her expression softened with pity. “So, it’s a fake? If you want crystal,
I’m sure Lucian can give you the real thing.
“The knockoffs are loaded with resin, Rosalie. Wearing them can actually be bad for your health. It’s not
safe.”
Rosalie felt speechless. “Lucian is on his way. You need to leave. I don’t want him to get the wrong idea
and think that there is still something going on between me and you.”
The words landed like a slap across both Lucian’s and Camelia’s faces. The ex and the woman he left
Rosalie for still had the nerve to show their faces in front of her. How ridiculous was that?
Lucian’s face darkened right away. He chuckled. “Are you seriously pretending to be some devoted wife
now to get under my skin?”
He quickly walked over to the bedside table and touched the glass. “But it looks like your husband doesn’t
quite know how to take care of a person. That is what you get from a rushed marriage.
“He ditches you alone and can’t even be bothered to get you a glass of warm water. Does that sound like
a man who knows how to care for his wife?”
Rosalie glared at Lucian. “He’s still better than you at it.”
She was dying to fling every harsh word straight at him.
Julian would never be like Lucian. Lucian might promise to stay by her side and give her all his attention, but he would be busy playing games on his phone. She even had to wait until the game ended just to get a
Chapter 83 How Far You Have Fallen
sip of water.
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Meanwhile, Julian would always set a glass of room-temperature water by her side, knowing her throat had been damaged by the smoke and she couldn’t handle anything too hot or too cold. Any time she needed something, he would drop whatever he was doing right away.
But saying it out loud would only make it seem like she was being petty, like she cared too much. She
dismissed it with contempt.
Rosalie’s silence only made Lucian more certain that he had struck a nerve. “Doesn’t it hurt to lie through
your teeth?”
Taking the cup, he filled it with hot water from the dispenser and set it on the bedside table. “Melia made
this soup for you, and she wouldn’t let me have any. Don’t let her kindness go to waste.”
He grabbed his fruit basket and took out some strawberries. “I had these Gariguette strawberries flown in
for you. They used to be your favorites.”
Lucian slowly opened the box and passed it to her. Rosalie couldn’t be bothered to answer and just glanced at Camelia.
As expected, Camelia didn’t look too pleased. She suddenly hooked her arm around Lucian’s. “We’re
going to be late for the show, Lucian. Let’s go. Rosalie doesn’t need us watching her eat.”
Lucian suddenly grabbed Rosalie’s wrist and shoved a strawberry into her palm. “Finding some deadbeat to make me jealous isn’t worth it. When you’re discharged, I’m picking you up. He can go right back to
wherever the hell he came from.”
After finishing his tirade, he took Camelia’s arm and walked out of the room with a cold expression.
The moment the door shut, Rosalie acted like she had touched something filthy and tossed the strawberries into the trash.
She grabbed a wet wipe and aggressively cleaned her hand and wrist where Lucian had grabbed her. Just then, the door opened.
