Chapter 126 Strong Deep Love (1)_1

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Chapter 126 of "Prosperous Marriage: Married to My Brother-in-law" unveils: A rich young lady like her really knows how to deceive people flawlessly. Even her... Continue the story!

A rich young lady like her really knows how to deceive people flawlessly. Even her family didn’t know she was in love with him; no wonder she was unwilling to share the details of her family with him for three years. Perhaps it wasn’t only him whose feelings had changed, but hers as well. If she really loved him and was willing to spend her life with him, why would she hide so much from him? Nicholas Coldwell didn’t know that Julia Bluen was already planning to take him to the Bluen Family and formally introduce him. It was he who had turned to Diana Powell first, causing him to miss the best opportunity to climb the social ladder. Chris Bluen cherished Julia the most, and Nicholas truly possessed a talent for work. If the Bluen Family had known he was Julia’s boyfriend, they would have undoubtedly nurtured him. Perhaps, in a few years, he could have become an influential figure in the business world. But alas... As Julia had thought, if only he had endured a life of poverty with her for a little longer, she could have granted him a life fit for an Emperor. Julia had tested him for a mere three years. Those three years had passed, and in the end, she discovered he still couldn’t overcome the trials of money, status, and fame. Ultimately, the one most disappointed and heartbroken was not Nicholas, but Julia. "Julia, did you really get married?" Nicholas murmured softly, his voice filled with disbelief. Men are all the same. They betray others, yet when the person they wronged finds someone new, their hearts still ache. They always hope the woman they abandoned will forever belong to them, never finding another man. This selfish mentality often turns former lovers into enemies, into strangers. The idea of remaining friends after a breakup is nothing more than a pleasant notion. "Why did you do this to me?" His hand gripping the phone tightened. Suddenly, Nicholas felt as if a thousand needles were stabbing his heart, causing him immense pain—pain so intense he contemplated death. He loved Julia Bluen, he had married Diana Powell, and now he knew Julia’s true identity. How could he not be in agony? "I don’t believe it! Julia, you said you loved me! How could you possibly marry someone else? I don’t believe it!" Gradually, his words turned icy. His deep eyes emitted a cold light, flickering like ghostly eyes in the pitch-black night, chilling one to the bone. He deleted the number on the screen and then entered another one—Rachel Bailey’s. Rachel Bailey and Julia Bluen were good friends; if Julia had really gotten married, Rachel would definitely know. He had to find out whether Julia was truly married or not. If she was, then he wouldn’t feel so guilty anymore. Marrying someone else so quickly would surely mean she had betrayed their love, just like him. Since neither of them had remained faithful to their love, he wouldn’t feel any remorse towards her. But if she wasn’t married and was just lying to him, then he would win her back. As long as she was willing to forgive him, he would divorce Diana immediately. To him, Diana Powell was just a stepping stone. Rachel’s phone connected quickly, but she didn’t answer. She undoubtedly recognized his number; Rachel was fuming at him and naturally didn’t want to take his call. Nicholas didn’t give up and dialed again. This time, the phone rang for a long time before Rachel finally picked up. "Rachel Bailey, it’s me," Nicholas Coldwell said, his voice low and deep. It was actually quite a pleasant voice, rich and magnetic; merely hearing it could stir a woman’s heart. In the past, at Cosmos Group, besides Diana Powell and Julia Bluen, quite a few female employees had secretly adored him. However, once it became known that he was secretly involved with Diana Powell, they all hid their feelings to protect their jobs, fearing Diana’s jealousy would lead to their dismissal. In those days, finding a comfortable job wasn’t easy. Working people were primarily concerned with earning money, not with office politics or airing grievances; those women knew their place. "I know it’s you, you heartbreaker," Rachel retorted, her words sharp with sarcasm. "Is Julia married?" Hearing Rachel’s sarcastic words, Nicholas’s handsome face darkened further, and the chill in his eyes intensified. He questioned her in a cold, low voice, not bothering to argue about the "heartbreaker" label. "So what if she is? So what if she isn’t? What business is it of yours, Nicholas Coldwell? You’re already married to Diana Powell. Just go cling to her coattails and live your life! As for Julia’s affairs, they are none of your concern for the rest of your life. Don’t ever call me again asking about Julia. Hearing your voice makes me sick! Julia must have been truly blind to fall in love with you. Thankfully, Heaven has sharp eyes and exposed your true colors to her, saving her!" Rachel unleashed a torrent of scathing remarks. Nicholas was so angry he wanted to throw his phone away. He didn’t wait for Rachel to hang up; he cut the call first. He knew exactly what Rachel’s mouth was like. Daring to call her—he was just asking for trouble. "You bitch! Just wait until I get back, then you’ll know what it means to be dead!" Nicholas snarled viciously. He might not be able to deal with Julia Bluen, but Rachel Bailey? Crushing her would be as easy as squashing an ant! After cursing for a good while, some of Nicholas’s pent-up anger finally dissipated. 「It was midnight.」 Inside the bedroom, Diana Powell slept like a pig. Returning to the room from the balcony, Nicholas still felt no desire to sleep. He wanted a drink, so he left the bedroom and walked over to the small bar. He poured himself a glass of red wine, then carried it around the bar and sat down on the sofa. Leaning back, he slowly began to sip his wine. "Honey, why aren’t you asleep yet?" Diana Powell’s soft, gentle voice suddenly sounded. Then, she emerged from the bedroom in her nightgown, barefoot. The floor was spotless; even walking barefoot, her soles remained immaculate. Diana Powell walked over and sat down beside Nicholas Coldwell, her sleepy eyes barely managing to stay open. She had just woken up. Out of habit, she had reached for the space beside her in bed; finding it empty and cold, she had immediately gotten up. Perhaps it was because she had snatched Nicholas from Julia Bluen’s hands that she lived in constant fear of waking up one day to find him gone.

Chapter 126 Strong Deep Love (1)_1

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