In the seventh year of our relationship, Julian's side account was dug up. Every single word was about his love life. [Wifey wore a pink sweater today, so cute! I want to hold her and kiss her to death!] [Sang my new song to her, and she praised me! Exploding with joy!] [Bought her a pink diamond. The way she smiled, ahhhh! Buy, buy, buy! Whatever baby wants, I'll buy it!] [Day 2 of the tour, miss wifey boohoo. No motivation without wifey, my soft and fragrant wifey.] The comments section was full of envy. [Help, Julian looks so rebellious on the outside, but privately he's such a simp.] [LOL, some people act indifferent to their girl in public, but inside: I am my wife's dog!] My best friend forwarded the post to me and teased: "How come you're eating so well in private?" I carefully scrolled through every message he posted. After a while, I replied to my friend. "I've never worn a pink sweater." Chapter 1 Actually, I did wear one. During the years I chased Julian Vance, I heard from somewhere that he liked soft, girly girls. I never liked pink. But that time, I specifically wore a pink sweater to bring him food. In the middle of winter, I didn't wear a coat just to look good. My face was frozen white. Julian came out of the studio half an hour late. He looked me up and down lazily. Crossed his arms and sneered. "Audrey, you look like a pink pig." Amidst the crowd's laughter, I fled. Since then, I never wore pink again. My friend's message on the phone carried an awkward attempt to comfort me. [Audrey, don't overthink it.] [Maybe he says he hates it but likes it in his heart.] [We all know what kind of person Julian is.] True. In college, Julian was famous for his foul mouth and bad attitude. In my roommate's words, "Such a handsome guy, pity he's not mute." Almost every girl who tried to chase him got scolded bloody. Only I was different. He also despised my outfits, my bento boxes, and me sticking to him all day. Yet, he would still call out to me coldly when I sat in the corner at parties. "Hey, come sit over here." Later, he became a big star. His first stadium concert. He sang a whole love song facing my direction. Then the camera moved over. The young man's features were exquisite and serious. "Let me introduce someone." "The female lead of my life." The spotlights were blinding. I only remember, amidst the screams, he was smiling at me. Offstage, Julian got scolded bloody by his agent. "Do you want your fans? Do you want your future?" He leaned against the wall, smiling indifferently. "You don't know, my girl is dramatic and sensitive. If I don't say it upfront, there will be trouble later." Julian's career did stagnate for a few years because of this. It wasn't until last year when his new song won a Gold Award that things picked up again. However, the one presenting the award was a junior who used to be far inferior to him. That guy broke up with his girlfriend of ten years for his career, then skyrocketed. So a reporter asked him if he regretted going public back then. "No regrets." Julian showed the necklace on his collarbone to the camera. That was the birthday gift I bought him after delivering food for five months. He once said this necklace was more precious than any trophy. But... In his latest faceless selfie. The necklace on his neck was replaced by a Hello Kitty cartoon pendant. He once said this thing was too girly and childish. But now. He cheered. [Bought couple necklaces with wifey!] Chapter 2 I sat in the living room all night. Reading his side account over and over again. He said the desserts she made were delicious. But the cake I spent all morning making for him, he just glanced at it and threw it into the trash can in front of me. He praised her for being lively, cheerful, and good at socializing. But when I just said two sentences to someone else, he sneered, "Showing off again?" He carefully prepared gifts for her on the first day, first week, first month they met. The man who always lacked patience sat at the craft table for a whole day. [Happy just thinking about wifey getting the gift! Her eyes sparkling, so cute ahhh!] And today, is my thirtieth birthday. Julian didn't even come home. I waited until midnight, couldn't help calling him. It took a long time to connect. Music was deafening on the other side, laughter of men and women mixed together. "I said I'm busy, can you stop annoying me!" "Huh? It's your birthday today?" "...I forgot." I silently opened his side account. Ten minutes ago, he said. [Don't want to go home.] Chapter 3 Julian came home near dawn. The door opened. Alcohol smell mixed with strong perfume hit my face. Then I saw him leaning by the door. He was typing, noticed the living room light, glanced at me, then looked down at his phone again. "Still awake?" "Mmhmm." Julian responded with an indifferent "Oh", still looking down at the screen. The other side said something, and he unconsciously revealed a helpless smile. I sat on the sofa watching him quietly. After about three to five minutes, Julian realized I hadn't left. He put away his phone, touched his nose, and looked up at me with a frown. "Not going to sleep?" "I..." "Perfect." He interrupted me, sat down next to me, and ordered naturally. "Go pour me a cup of tea." To protect Julian's voice, I specifically learned to make many herbal teas. Julian said it tasted bad every time, but would drink it with a frown. Except this time. I brought the tea, he took a sip, and poured the whole cup into the flower pot. "Tsk, your skills are getting worse." The blister burned on my finger hurt piercingly. I lowered my head and didn't speak. Remembering his words in the side account again. [Wifey burned the food today, but I ate it all too!] I suddenly felt all this was a bit boring. "I'm going back to my room." "Hey!" Julian called me from behind. I turned around. A palm-sized box hit my chest. I hissed subconsciously. He frowned a bit annoyed, then turned his head away. "Happy Birthday." Inside the box was a cartoon pendant matching his. The silly teddy bear was grinning. Chapter 4 "I told you the person in the side account is you." My friend came to see me the next day. Seeing that pendant, she comforted me confidently. "Julian is just like that, foul mouth but soft heart." "If he didn't like you, how could he be with you for so many years?" "To keep you from worrying, look at his performance two days ago, he kept a galaxy's distance from his female partner." "And look at the staff around him, is there a single woman?" "People outside say he's sexist. His agent asked him to hire a few women to quell public opinion, but he refused to do it." "You, you just overthink." I couldn't say anything to refute. But a woman's intuition always made me feel something was wrong. Just like the childish and exaggerated cartoon pendant hanging on silk pajamas. It looked out of place no matter how you looked at it. My friend sighed looking at me. "How about this, check on him now?" "That's not good." I refused almost subconsciously. Julian hated me checking on him. I called him a few times when I was worried before. Every time ended in a big fight. He said I didn't trust him, said I disturbed his work. Once he even smashed a cup in front of a room full of people, calling me crazy. "Audrey! Can you get lost!" "It's not like that." My friend held the phone in front of me. On the screen was a post from Julian. [Wifey checking on me again!] [What a little dummy, doesn't believe I love her at all.] [But I really love how she overthinks for me.] [Praying wifey checks on me every day.] The comments were full of "Dying of cuteness". I hesitated, but took the phone and dialed Julian's number. It was picked up after one ring. Julian's tone wasn't gentle, but hearing me ask what he was doing, he didn't hang up on the spot. "Playing tennis with my assistant." The sound of tennis balls hitting the ground came from the other side. Julian liked sports and always spared two or three days a week to play ball. The assistant, Liam, who accompanied him was also someone I knew. A college graduate, clean background, straight orientation. I gave an awkward "Oh". Julian's sneer came from the ear. "Worried again?" "Want to come over and see?" I quickly refused. "No need." I wasn't good at tennis, and Julian played indiscriminately. I got smashed by him a few times on the court. So I wasn't willing to join the fun. Julian sneered on the other side. "By the way, I'm going on a business trip tonight, not coming home." I cared for him almost instinctively. "Is Liam going with you?" Julian murmured an agreement. "Then tell Liam to pay attention, your throat needs to drink..." "Alright, alright." "I'm playing." Julian hung up impatiently before I finished. My friend looked at me amusedly. "Relieved now?" "Even if Julian cheats, he wouldn't go for Liam, right?" I smiled embarrassedly, but still felt something was wrong. I attributed this to worrying about Julian's trip. After all, Young Master Vance always focused on art and ignored mundane matters. All housework fell on me. I washed his underwear and socks. Cooked three meals a day for him. At my most tired, I worked two jobs a day, and had to clean up the takeout boxes he left on the dining table when I got home. My friends laughed at me saying I was basically his mom. But lovers, inevitably have to give more. I wrote a long list of precautions and sent it to Liam. Thinking he was playing with Julian, I added a sentence. "No rush, read it after you finish playing." However, the next second Liam called. "Sis." "Did Julian not tell you?" "I quit the year before last." Chapter 5 Julian never told me about this. On the contrary, he often mentioned his assistant to me. A tie clip appeared in the jewelry box. Gift from assistant. Beautiful meals posted on social media. Ate with assistant. Movie tickets found in pockets. Watched with assistant. Even staying out all night. Said... "I have to work overtime with the assistant." "Don't disturb me." So even when I had a fever of 102 late at night, almost fainting, I dared not send him a message. What was he doing then? When I rushed to the court, only Julian was left. He was stunned for a moment seeing me, then frowned impatiently. "What are you doing here? Paranoia again? Audrey, can you..." "Where is Liam?" Julian stopped abruptly. He obviously didn't expect me to ask this, dodging and murmuring. "Changing clothes..." I walked towards the locker room without a word. "Audrey!" Julian suddenly grabbed my wrist. "What crazy fit are you throwing now!" His collar was pulled slightly open with this movement. The red mark on his collarbone was ambiguous and dazzling. I struggled almost screaming. "Let go of me!" Staff on both sides looked at us. Julian's face grew darker. He pinched my wrist deadly tight, dragging me out. "I said he's changing!" "Go home if you want to make a scene!" Long-term suspicion and uneasiness finally exploded. I squatted on the ground like a madwoman being dragged by him. "I don't believe it! I don't believe it!" "Let me see!" Someone recognized Julian and started taking out phones. "Security!" Julian roared. Someone ran over to hold my shoulder. I cried and struggled. People around pointed at me. The world was in chaos. Then returned to a soft sentence. "Julian?" Chapter 6 A girl in a pink sweater stood at the locker room door. The cartoon pendant swayed on her chest. Matching perfectly. It's hard to describe Julian's look at me in that moment. Like guilt, like helplessness, and like relief. He stared at me for a few seconds. Then under everyone's gaze, turned around, and walked towards that girl. "I have something to deal with here." "Let the driver take you home first, okay?" His tone was a gentleness I hadn't heard before. And that girl was used to it, even complaining greedily. "Huh? But I made spicy chicken, you promised to come back and eat." Julian can't eat spicy food. Instinct made me almost blurt it out. But the second before I spoke. Julian smiled. He pinched the girl's cheek. "Okay, wait for me at home." The girl left satisfied. Only after she went out the door did Julian finally deign to turn his gaze to me. My hair was messy, clothes wrinkled from the struggle. Only that extra cartoon pendant, hanging awkwardly on my chest. Julian probably had a moment of intolerance. He smoothed my hair, his voice rare and gentle. "Go home." "Let's pretend today never happened." I took a step back subconsciously. Julian's hand hung in the air. "Audrey?" I lowered my eyes not looking at him. "Let's cool off for a while." "Don't be silly." Julian frowned, reaching out to pull me. I didn't resist. It was his phone that rang first. The girl on the screen smiled charmingly. Julian paused, eventually let go of my hand. Picked up the phone, tone suddenly softened. "What's wrong?" "Yeah, it's okay, I'm here, take your time." The girl's chirping voice came vaguely from the other end. I walked to the door, looked back and saw a smile on his lips. Didn't notice my leaving. Chapter 7 This farce hit the trending search that night. Comments were buzzing. [Men are all the same.] [Gave up career to go public back then, now it's so ugly.] [To be honest, I always felt the current sister-in-law doesn't quite match him.] I recognized that avatar. It was a side account of a staff member in Julian's studio. Sure enough, this comment was voted to the top. Many people agreed below. [Julian went from D-list to top star, she's still a nobody.] [More than that.] [Heard she quit her job as soon as Julian got rich, we all know what that means.] It wasn't like that. Julian asked me to quit my job back then. He said he didn't want me to work hard from 6 AM to 10 PM. He said I just needed to focus on him. But netizens don't listen to that. Fueled by someone with intentions, in less than a night. The target of criticism shifted from Julian to me. [Gold digger dug her own grave.] [Deserved it for relying on a man.] Someone even doxxed me. My phone blew up, filled with junk messages. At this time Julian posted a clarification tweet. [Misunderstanding caused by playing ball with assistant, both are good girls, my fault.] My friend comforted me with relief. "See, Julian is still siding with you." I smiled, didn't speak, just signaled her to open the comments. [Oh, got it, so wifey got jealous again?] [Fed up with the trophy wife, won't even let boyfriend have female colleagues?] [Probably knows she can't keep hubby's heart?] Amidst ridicule, occasionally someone spoke for me. [Isn't Julian's assistant a guy? When did he change to a young girl?] This comment stayed on screen for less than half a minute, clicking in again showed "Comment deleted." My friend was dumbfounded. "Wait, Julian is..." Subtle writing, retreating to advance. Surface saying it's his fault. Actually blaming everything on me. Letting me bear the insults. While that girl was protected well by him. In his side account, he posted her cat. [Mommy is unhappy today, Kitty needs to comfort Mommy for Daddy.] In the photo, their overlapping hands covered the cat. I suddenly remembered many years ago, I also clamored to Julian about wanting a cat. He refused impatiently. "Don't you know I'm allergic to cats." "Audrey, can you stop thinking only about yourself?" "Julian is scum!" Phone vibrating from harassment calls. My friend's eyes reddened, distressed and angry. "Audrey, we can't take this." "Wait." "I'll find a paparazzi, let's expose him too!" "Forget it." I stopped her. First, it wasn't easy for Julian to get where he is today, I really loved his talent, so I didn't want to ruin him easily. Second, a media war would inevitably be messy. I didn't want to have anything to do with Julian anymore. Seven years of relationship. He doesn't love me. We part on good terms. I blocked all his contacts, packed my luggage, booked a flight. My friend sent me to the airport. One second before boarding. My friend's phone rang. Julian.
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