He Marked Another Luna, So She Slept With His Alpha Brother

Ch. He Marked Another Luna, So She Slept With His Alpha Brother 122 He Marked Another Luna, So She Slept With His Alpha Brother 122

Chapter 122

Julian’s POV Post

She must have sensed my stare because she slowly raised her head.

Our eyes met. For a few seconds, neither of us moved. Her expression changed slightly, and I found myself wondering whether she felt the same strange pull I was beginning to notice. I leaned a fraction closer

The office door burst open. “Julian!”

I immediately straightened as Vivienne walked into my office without notice.

Vivienne’s sudden entrance caught both of us off guard. Her eyes moved from me to my secretary/who was still standing beside my desk. Then her expression twisted with fury. “What the hell is going on here?”

“Vivienne?” I frowned. “Why are you barging into my office?”

She ignored my question. Her attention remained fixed on the woman beside me. “You shameless woman!”

Before either of us could react, she crossed the distance between us and slapped my secretary across the face. The sharp sound filled the office. My secretary stumbled sideways, one hand flying to her cheek. She barely had time to recover before Vivienne grabbed her hair.

“Let go of me!” my secretary cried, struggling against her grip.

“You think you can seduce my husband and get away with it?” Vivienne shouted. “Have you no shame?”

“Vivienne, that’s enough!” I grabbed her arm and pulled her away with enough force to make her release the woman’s hair. “What has gotten into you?” I demanded.

Vivienne spun towards me, her eyes blazing. “Don’t you dare act innocent! I saw you two standing together. What were you doing with her?”

“Discussing a project. That’s what people do in an office.”

“Discussing a project?” She gave a bitter laugh. “Is that what you call standing so close that you could barely breathe without touching each other?”

I glanced at my secretary. She was still holding her cheek, her eyes glistening with tears. “Go outside,” I told

her. “I’ll deal with this.”

“But, sir-”

“Please, just go.”

She hesitated before gathering the documents and leaving the office.

The moment the door closed, Vivienne turned on me again. “And why does she look so much like Camila?”

My jaw tightened. There it was. The real reason behind her outburst.

“Are you seriously going to start this again?”

“Answer me, Julian! Why would you employ someone who looks so much like that woman?”

“She’s an employee, Vivienne. I hired her because she can do her job.”

“Then fire her.”

I stared at my wife, wondering whether she had lost all sense of reason. “You stormed into my office,

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assaulted an innocent employee, and now you’re ordering me to fire her? Do you hear yourself?”

“So I’m supposed to sit quietly while you bring women who resemble your former lover into your office?”

“Don’t drag Camila into this.”

“Why not? You never stopped thinking about her!”

A humourless laugh escaped me. “And what if I haven’t?”

Vivienne went still. I knew I had struck a nerve, but I was too irritated to take the words back. “You know very

well how I feel about Camila,” I continued. “I’ve never hidden it from you.”

Her face hardened. “She’s gone, Julian. She has moved on. Why can’t you do the same?”

“That’s none of your concern.”

“I’m your wife!”

“And that doesn’t give you the right to attack people who work for me.”

Her eyes filled with tears, but her voice remained sharp. “I gave up everything for you. I went against my family to be with you. I stood by you when you had nothing. And this is how you repay me?”

I let out a tired breath. “Don’t rewrite our history to make yourself look innocent. You knew I was with

someone else when we started this relationship. You knew exactly what you were getting into.”

Vivienne looked as though I’d slapped her. “You’re blaming me?”

“I’m telling you the truth. I was unfaithful to Camila with you. You were the woman I chose to be with behind her back. So don’t stand here pretending you were some innocent victim.”

“Shut up!” She struck my chest with both hands. “You’re a terrible man, Julian! How can you say something like that to me?”

I caught her wrists and lowered her hands. “Stop making a scene.”

She pulled free, tears spilling down her cheeks. “You don’t love me. You never did.”

I didn’t answer. Perhaps that silence hurt her more than anything I could have said. She stared at me for a long moment, waiting for a denial that never came. Then she turned towards the door. But she didn’t leave immediately.

“I want that secretary out of this company,” she said, her voice trembling with anger. “If you won’t fire her, I’ll make sure she doesn’t stay.”

“Don’t you dare interfere with my staff.”

She gave me one last wounded look before walking out. I sank into my chair and rubbed my forehead. I had no interest in continuing the argument. My marriage had become an endless cycle of accusations, tears and threats, and I was growing tired of all of it. But one thing Vivienne had said lingered in my mind. Camila.

Even now, the mention of her name was enough to stir something I had tried, unsuccessfully, to bury. I picked up some of the project file my secretary had left behind, but the figures on the pages barely registered. My thoughts had already wandered elsewhere.

Vivienne’s POV

I was almost at the elevator when I heard someone calling after me.

“Vivienne! Hold on!” I recognised Aria’s voice but kept walking. After everything Julian had said to me, I wasn’t in the mood for another conversation.

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Aria hurried over and caught my arm. “Please, don’t leave like this. You’ve got the wrong idea about what happened in there.”

mned sharply. “Wrong idea? Aria, I saw your cousin practically breathing down that woman’s neck. And did you notice her face? She looks like Camila!”

“I noticed the resemblance, but you’re jumping to conclusions. Julian was showing her something in a file. I was in the office when she came in.”

“Then why did they look so guilty when I walked in?”

“Probably because you burst in without warning.” Aria paused when she saw my expression. “Look, I’mot defending how Julian treated you. He had no right to speak to you that way.”

I folded my arms, struggling to hold back fresh tears. “He told me he never loved me, Aria. His own wite! Can you imagine?”

Aria shook her head. “That was cruel. You’re his wife, and you deserve some respect. You’ve stood beside him through so much, yet he keeps treating you like trash.”

“Exactly!” I exclaimed. “I’ve done everything to make this marriage work. What else does he want from me?”

“Nothing is wrong with you, Vivienne. You’re beautiful, you come from a respected Alpha family, and plenty of men would be delighted to have you. Julian should appreciate what he has instead of making you miserable.”

Her words eased some of the pain in my chest. We walked towards the lounge, where Aria continued talking until I was calm enough to stop thinking about marching back into Julian’s office. Then she became unusually quiet. I glanced at her. “What is it?”