In the upscale restaurant, the lighting was dim and intimate, the music soothing.
Julian cut into his steak, asking casually, "Give me a chance, won't you? I'm a far better choice than that i***t Adrian."
Elena laid down her cutlery. "Julian, I appreciate your help, but I'm not in the mood for anything else."
"Understood." Julian shrugged, then suddenly reached out to tuck a stray lock of hair behind her ear affectionately. "But you still need to eat, right? Look at you. You've been so busy that you've lost weight."
Elena frowned slightly, about to pull away.
"Elena!"
A roar of fury shattered the restaurant's tranquility.
Adrian stormed over like a raging lion, hair disheveled, eyes bloodshot, his expensive suit in disarray. He looked like a man on the brink of collapse.
He glared
