Chapter 50

Julie looked at Megan. “What? Why?”

“What kind of spell did you cast on Zayn to make him so obsessed with you?”

Julie let out a dry laugh. “How is he obsessed with me? Aren’t you two a done deal? Why are you trying to seek validation from me?”

Megan’s tears began to fall. “He wants to break up with me.” She couldn’t hold it in any longer and covered her face to sob.

Julie sighed but said nothing.

Megan continued. “Why? I’ve tried so hard to please him, and he still wants to break up with me. Please, Julie. I’m begging you. Let him go. I really love him. I’m begging you.” This was the first time Megan was this humble in front of Julie.

Julie indifferently replied, “I have nothing to do with Zayn anymore.”

“I know, but he won’t let you go as long as you’re here.”

Julie questioned incredulously, “So, you’re saying I should leave this place?”

Megan lowered her gaze and said softly, “I know this isn’t the right thing to do, but I’m begging you to let us be. You’re graduating soon, right? You can work somewhere else.”

“I’m not going anywhere, and your relationship with Zayn has nothing to do with me. Don’t come looking for me again.” With that, Julie opened the door and walked inside. Megan quickly followed her in and was taken aback to see the packed bags scattered across the room. “You’re moving?”

Julie replied flatly, “Yes.”

“Where are you moving to?”

“That’s none of your business.”

Shortly after Julie responded, Megan shrieked, “Are you moving in with Zayn?”

Julie’s lips twitched. What a lunatic. She couldn’t be bothered to fight Megan anymore and ordered her to leave, but Megan completely lost it.

“Do you even have any shame, Julie? Zayn is my boyfriend! You’re the mistress here, and now you’re trying to move in with him!”

Megan’s voice was loud, and curious onlookers soon filled the hallway. They were all from the same university.

Not wanting to be watched like an animal in the zoo, Julie reached out to close the door, but Megan blocked it with her foot.

There was a smug look on her face as she sneered. “Feeling guilty, are we?”

Julie stared at her before decisively pushing the door open and stepping out into the hallway. “Guilty about what? Go ahead and call me a mistress. Show me the proof. If you don’t have any, stop spreading nonsense.”

Megan hadn’t expected Julie to call her out so openly. For a moment, she faltered. “I don’t need proof when I saw everything with my own eyes. Aren’t you packing your stuff right now? Doesn’t that mean you’re moving in with my boyfriend?”

“I said, where’s the proof? You keep accusing me of seducing Zayn, so show me the proof.”

The surrounding onlookers instantly pieced everything together after hearing Zayn’s name. Everyone in the university knew about Julie and Zayn’s long-term relationship.

The onlookers began murmuring among themselves.

“I thought Julie and Zayn dated for years!”

“Exactly. How is she a mistress?”

“If we’re talking about cheating, it’s probably Zayn. He was notorious for fooling around even back in school. He flirted with everyone right in front of Julie.”

“So, is this lady another one of his conquests?”

“Sounds like it.”

“First time I’ve seen someone steal a boyfriend and claim victimhood.”

And so it went on.