Chapter 5

Noah tried to explain, but the family doctor quickly administered a sedative, and he soon fell asleep.

Julian forced me back to our apartment. It was the first time he had ever been violent with me.

I sat there in shock for a long time.

He glared at me, hissing, "You almost ruined our chances, and now you sneak over to their house to cause more drama!"

"Are you trying to get Max to ruin us?!"

He had become a complete stranger.

I stared at him, trying to connect this monstrous face with the gentle boyfriend I used to know.

A bitter laugh escaped my lips.

"Didn't you use to call Max Sterling a hypocritical, fake-ass husband? Why the sudden change of heart?"

Julian’s eyes darted away, and he raised his voice:

"Are you just terrified that I'll dump you once I'm back in high society? Is that why you're trying to ruin me?!"

If I wanted to ruin him, I would have never sacrificed everything to start over with him!

I wouldn't have worked myself to the bone for the clinic!

At that moment, I saw him for what he truly was. In the face of money and status, I was just disposable trash.

I wiped my tears and asked, "You used to be a therapist too. Have you forgotten why we started? Letting Grace treat Noah is going to destroy him!"

Julian scoffed, "I don't care about the details. I only care about results."

"Noah went outside, his symptoms are improving, I'm getting what I want, and Grace gets a huge boost on her resume."

"It's a win-win for everyone. You're just bitter because you didn't get a piece of the pie!"

I couldn't listen to him anymore. "Julian! You're out of your mind!"

Julian yelled back, "Yeah, I am! I was out of my mind when I chose to be with you in the first place!"

Finally, the truth came out.

He had climbed onto my shoulders to reach the top.

And instead of showing any gratitude, he calculated my worth, drained me of my last bit of value, and discarded me.

I choked back my tears. "Fine. Let's break up."

I was so glad we were never married.

It was just a breakup, not a messy divorce.

Julian didn't look sad at all. If anything, he looked relieved. "Fine by me."

"You're too selfish anyway. You only care about your own fame and refuse to see that your methods don't work for everyone!"

I laughed coldly. "I treated hundreds of patients before this, and you never said my methods didn't work."

"Now that Grace is here, suddenly I'm the incompetent one?"

Julian frowned. "Stop twisting my words! You brought a massive PR disaster to my clinic. How are we going to settle that?"

He was forcing me out of the relationship, and now he was forcing me out of my job.

"I'll resign tomorrow," I said.

But Julian couldn't wait another second.

"No need. The clinic is mine. I'm approving your termination right now. Pack your shit and get out."

Back then, he told me he would handle all the administrative work so I could focus entirely on being a therapist.

But he had been planning this all along, quietly cutting me out of the business operations so he could kick me out when the time was right!

What a perfect snake.

I stood up and violently shoved him out the front door.

"You're the one who needs to get out! I bought this apartment with my own money! I'll throw your trash into the hallway tonight!"

Julian, fully believing he was about to become a billionaire, sneered, "Keep your shitty apartment! I don't need it!"

I packed every single thing that belonged to him and threw it out.

Having his things in my space made me feel physically sick.