Julia’s POV
There was a collective gasp in the ward when I smacked George across the face.
“You f*****g psychopath, how could you lie to me.” My eyes were red from crying and my fists were shaking tremendously.
“Please, excuse us.” George apologized before grabbing my arm and dragging me out of the ward while my family watched us in sheer confusion.
“Have you lost your mind?” He pinned me to the wall. “What’s going on, Julia?” His rich baritone inquired.
I shook my head and scoffed. “I saw Sarah Anderson today, your stepmother whom you failed to mention.” I finger-stabbed him in the chest multiple times.
George clenched his jaw, his fists were balled he turned pale at the spot. His chest rose and fell with rapid breath and he had a stoic expression on.
“Is this selective amnes
