Chapter 6

After hanging up, I slowly exhaled, feeling utterly flushed and uncomfortable as I turned around.

I saw Julian, his eyes dark and deep like an ocean with hidden currents, so profound they seemed to threaten to pull me under.

For no reason, I felt a flicker of danger.

My movements paused as I shoved my phone into my bag. “…What’s wrong?”

His voice was even hoarser, as if the words were squeezed from his throat. “Who was that?”

“Huh?”

“Who was that person on the phone?” Julian said, each word distinct.

He looked like he was on the verge of exploding.

I was slightly bewildered, unsure why he was suddenly so angry.

“That guy, who is he?”

He repeated, as if afraid I hadn’t heard him clearly.

I opened my mouth. “Just a friend…”

He finally lost control, stepping forward and snatching my phone. He expertly typed in the password, opened my contacts, and seeing the name, repeated it with a dark expression. “Leo.”

“What does that have to do with you?” I was starting to get angry too. How dare he snatch my phone? What right did he have to question me?

His fiancée was standing right there, so what standing did *he* have to meddle in my affairs?

But more importantly, I was afraid he’d do something irrational.

Leo couldn’t handle Julian.

I ran my hand through my hair, and in a fit of pique, slapped the phone onto the ground. The screen cracked.

I yelled his name. “Julian!”

Almost pleading, “Can you stop acting like this?”

He looked at me, disbelieving. “Me, acting up?”

“Harper, *you’re* the one who started this drama the moment you brought up quitting!”