Accidental Marriage With Mr Billioniare
Chapter 213: HER TEARS

Chapter 213: HER TEARS

Astrid carefully placed the exquisite Rosemont Building model in a transparent, climate-controlled display case she had in her living room.

She stood before it, mesmerized, her eyes tracing the delicate curves and lines, just staring at it made her feel at ease.

Julian stepped behind her, "Why did you want this so badly, Astrid?" he asked, his voice low and gentle.

Astrid turned to face him, a hint of irritation in her eyes, she also couldn’t tell why she needed it but one thing’s for sure, she feels connected to it.

"I am not paying you back for this," she let out instead.

Julian chuckled, his eyes crinkling at the corners. "I didn’t expect you to," he said, pulling her closer. "But I will ask you something else."

Astrid’s eyes narrowed, sensing a shift in the conversation. "What is it?" she asked, her voice cautious.

Julian’s gaze locked onto hers, his expression serious. "What exactly is the relationship between Rowan and you?"

Astrid’s eyes flickered, and she pushed Julian away, creating distance between them.

The air seemed to vibrate with tension, and Julian’s eyes never left hers, awaiting her response.

"You don’t need to know anything about me." Julian’s eyes narrowed, his jaw clenched in frustration.

"I am your husband, Astrid. I have every right to know what’s going on in your life," Julian argued, earning a chuckle from Astrid.

"You should be reminded that I wanted to divorce you. But you somehow managed to manipulate me into staying." Julian’s expression remained calm, but his eyes betrayed a hint of pain.

"I did what I had to do to keep you from leaving me. But that’s not the point. The point is, I want to know what’s going on between you and Rowan."

"Oh, please I don’t have any kind of relationship with Rowan, unlike the one you had with Mattie." Julian’s face darkened, his eyes flaring with anger.

"I don’t want you anywhere near Rowan. He’s not good for you." Astrid’s eyes widened, her voice rising.

"You’re not even making sense! You’re the one who’s always cheating on me, not the other way around. Why are you so paranoid about Rowan?" Julian’s face twisted in frustration.

"I am not going to argue about this, have a good rest," he said, and with that, he turned and stormed out of the mansion.

"Where the heck are you going? Come back here Julian!" Astrid called out after him, but he didn’t respond.

Without thinking, she ran after him, as she reached the driveway, and she saw Julian standing by his car, his back to her.

Astrid slowed to a stop, her chest heaving with exertion. She folded her arms across her chest, watching as Julian turned to face her.

For a moment, they just stared at each other. Then, without a word, Julian got into his car and started the engine. Astrid stood her ground, refusing to move.

Julian honked the horn, gesturing for her to step aside. But Astrid didn’t budge. Frustrated, Julian got out of the car and approached her.

"Move, Astrid," he warned, but Astrid didn’t move. Instead, she looked up at him, tears streaming down her face.

"You want to leave! Then fucking leave!" Julian’s heart skipped a beat as he saw the pain and vulnerability in her eyes.

"Astrid, I..." he started to say, but she cut him off.

"You’re always leaving me," she sobbed, her body shaking with emotion. "You’re always mad at me when I return the same energy " Julian’s eyes widened as he realized the depth of Astrid’s pain.

He reached out and pulled her into his arms, holding her close as she cried. "I am sorry, Astrid," he whispered, his voice filled with regret.

"I’m not going anywhere, Astrid," he whispered, his voice filled with conviction. "I’m staying right here, with you."

Julian lifted Astrid off the ground, her legs wrapping around his waist as he carried her into the room.

He dropped her onto the bed, "Have a good rest... I should.." he was about to help her remove her shoes, but Astrid’s hands shot out, grasping his arms and pulling him back.

Her lips crashed onto his, taking Julian by surprise. He stood there, frozen, as Astrid’s mouth moved against his, her tongue tracing the contours of his lips as she pulled him down to his sit

Astrid rose onto her knees, straddling Julian’s thigh as she deepened the kiss.

Her hands roamed over his chest, fingers tracing the lines of his muscles as she pulled him closer.

Julian was shocked by this, he was always the one who initiated the kiss, it’s the first time she was taking this step.

Julian’s shock began to wear off, replaced by a growing desire, but then she pulled away, having a sad look.

"You don’t want it? You said you loved me more than Mattie, are you regretting your decision now?" she asked almost in tears.

His eyes locked into that of Astrid as a small smile played on his lips, without any word he pulled Astrid back into the kiss, his mouth hungry for hers.

As they kissed, Julian’s hands began to explore Astrid’s body. He traced the curve of her neck, his fingers dancing along her collarbone.

His palms grazed her breasts, sending a ripple of pleasure through her, it was rough at the same time passionate.

Astrid’s hands slipped under Julian’s shirt, her fingers splayed across his chest. She kissed his neck, her lips tracing the line of his jaw. Julian’s breathing deepened, his desire growing with every passing moment.

Astrid’s lips moved down his chest, her tongue teasing his nipples. Julian’s eyes closed, his head tilting back in pleasure. Astrid’s hands moved lower, her fingers tracing the lines of his abs.

As things escalated, Julian pulled back, his eyes locked on Astrid’s. "We should stop," he whispered, his voice husky with desire.

But Astrid wouldn’t let him go. She pulled him back, her eyes blazing with intensity. "I want you," she whispered, her voice barely audible. "I’m tired of just kissing. I want more."

Julian’s eyes searched hers, looking for any sign of hesitation. But Astrid’s gaze was unwavering, her desire clear.

"You sure? I don’t want you to regret this. I want our first time to be memorable." she nodded her head, at this her eyes filled with lust.

"Yes, please Julian..." With a groan, Julian gave in, his mouth crashing back onto Astrid’s again.