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You Lost Me To Him Novel by Chloe Berry _ Novel
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You Lost Me To Him Novel by Chloe Berry _ Novel
You Lost Me To Him Novel by Chloe Berry _ Novel

You Lost Me To Him Chapter 01
After she fell off that cliff, Eleanor Vance was a total different person—like night and day.
Mornings? She didn’t wait in the kitchen before dawn anymore, simmerin’ that slow-cooked chicken soup for Julian Sterling.
Noon? She didn’t brave the scorchin’ sun to pick Julian up from work just to chat with him a little longer in the car.
Nights? She didn’t stubbornly leave a light on for him, either. The lights got turned off early—never left on for him again.
Even when she accidentally saw Julian kissin’ Chloe Bennett? She didn’t scream at him, didn’t cry her eyes out in pain. She just looked away calmly and turned to leave.
“Eleanor?!”
Julian’s voice came from behind, a little rushed.
She stopped, but didn’t turn around.
Footsteps hurried over. Julian circled around to her front, blockin’ her way.
There was a rare hint of panic on his face, his ears a little red. His eyes locked onto hers tight. “Did… did you see that?”
“It’s not what it looks like.”
“Chloe just slipped. I caught her, but neither of us could stay balanced—we accidentally bumped into each other. It was an accident!”
He explained fast, urgent—like he was scared to death she’d get the wrong idea.
Eleanor looked up at him.
He was definitely blessed with good looks—no denying that.
Right then, his brows were furrowed a little, his eyes full of urgency to clear things up. It made him look a little more alive than he usually did.
She used to be head over heels for this face—loved every little expression he made.
But now? It just felt… annoying, honestly.
She pulled her wrist out of his grip, her voice flat, no emotion at all. “You’re overthinkin’ it. I didn’t think nothin’ of it.”
“You don’t gotta explain to me.”
“Hell, even if you really kissed her? It wouldn’t matter.”
Julian froze—like he didn’t get what she was sayin’. “…What?”
“What d’you mean it wouldn’t matter if we really kissed?”
He studied her face carefully, tryin’ to find a hint of faked calm, a little suppressed sadness. But there was nothin’.
Her eyes were like a deep, bottomless old well—so calm it made his heart race.
“You…” His voice turned dark, mixin’ with confusion and a tiny bit of frustration he couldn’t hide. “You’re still mad at me for what happened before, aren’t you?”
“I told you—makin’ you get rid of the baby was my last choice. And you fallin’ off the cliff? That was an accident too. I tried my hardest to save you…”
“I’m not mad at you.”
Eleanor cut him off. “I truly don’t care.”
“Besides, isn’t this what you’ve always wanted?”
She looked at him, her gaze clear as day. “You always said Chloe had no one else to turn to but you. So you let her live in our house.”
“When she was in a bad mood, you stayed out all night with her and told me not to be petty.”
“When she wanted my jewelry, you asked me for it for her—again, told me not to mind.”
“Now I’m doin’ exactly what you wanted. Aren’t you… happy?”
Julian was lost for words. His Adam’s apple bobbed a few times, but he couldn’t say a single thing to argue back.
Yeah, he’d always hoped Eleanor would stop harpin’ on him and Chloe—stop bein’ jealous, stop causin’ drama at home.
He didn’t love her when he married her. But over the years, she’d given him her whole heart—like the warmest fire in winter, slowly meltin’ the coldness in his heart that started when Chloe married someone else.
His heart wasn’t made of stone. He’d long decided to let go of the past and build a good life with her.
But who could’ve guessed Chloe would get a divorce?
Seein’ her look so worn out, so fragile, so all alone—his heart, which had been dormant for so long, couldn’t help but ache. He felt bad for her, felt tender toward her. He just had to give her the best of everything.
As for Eleanor? She was his wife. She’d always be there waitin’—waitin’ for him to fix things with Chloe, waitin’ for him to sort out his feelings.
When the time was right, he’d make it up to her—treat her twice as good. After all, they had their whole lives ahead of them.
That’s what he’d always believed.
But now? Seein’ her so completely indifferent, watchin’ her push him away on purpose? A crack suddenly appeared in that sure, taken-for-granted thought of his.
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You Lost Me To Him Novel by Chloe Berry _ Novel
You Lost Me To Him Novel by Chloe Berry _ Novel
You Lost Me To Him Chapter 01
After she fell off that cliff, Eleanor Vance was a total different person—like night and day.
Mornings? She didn’t wait in the kitchen before dawn anymore, simmerin’ that slow-cooked chicken soup for Julian Sterling.
Noon? She didn’t brave the scorchin’ sun to pick Julian up from work just to chat with him a little longer in the car.
Nights? She didn’t stubbornly leave a light on for him, either. The lights got turned off early—never left on for him again.
Even when she accidentally saw Julian kissin’ Chloe Bennett? She didn’t scream at him, didn’t cry her eyes out in pain. She just looked away calmly and turned to leave.
“Eleanor?!”
Julian’s voice came from behind, a little rushed.
She stopped, but didn’t turn around.
Footsteps hurried over. Julian circled around to her front, blockin’ her way.
There was a rare hint of panic on his face, his ears a little red. His eyes locked onto hers tight. “Did… did you see that?”
“It’s not what it looks like.”
“Chloe just slipped. I caught her, but neither of us could stay balanced—we accidentally bumped into each other. It was an accident!”
He explained fast, urgent—like he was scared to death she’d get the wrong idea.
Eleanor looked up at him.
He was definitely blessed with good looks—no denying that.
Right then, his brows were furrowed a little, his eyes full of urgency to clear things up. It made him look a little more alive than he usually did.
She used to be head over heels for this face—loved every little expression he made.
But now? It just felt… annoying, honestly.
She pulled her wrist out of his grip, her voice flat, no emotion at all. “You’re overthinkin’ it. I didn’t think nothin’ of it.”
“You don’t gotta explain to me.”
“Hell, even if you really kissed her? It wouldn’t matter.”
Julian froze—like he didn’t get what she was sayin’. “…What?”
“What d’you mean it wouldn’t matter if we really kissed?”
He studied her face carefully, tryin’ to find a hint of faked calm, a little suppressed sadness. But there was nothin’.
Her eyes were like a deep, bottomless old well—so calm it made his heart race.
“You…” His voice turned dark, mixin’ with confusion and a tiny bit of frustration he couldn’t hide. “You’re still mad at me for what happened before, aren’t you?”
“I told you—makin’ you get rid of the baby was my last choice. And you fallin’ off the cliff? That was an accident too. I tried my hardest to save you…”
“I’m not mad at you.”
Eleanor cut him off. “I truly don’t care.”
“Besides, isn’t this what you’ve always wanted?”
She looked at him, her gaze clear as day. “You always said Chloe had no one else to turn to but you. So you let her live in our house.”
“When she was in a bad mood, you stayed out all night with her and told me not to be petty.”
“When she wanted my jewelry, you asked me for it for her—again, told me not to mind.”
“Now I’m doin’ exactly what you wanted. Aren’t you… happy?”
Julian was lost for words. His Adam’s apple bobbed a few times, but he couldn’t say a single thing to argue back.
Yeah, he’d always hoped Eleanor would stop harpin’ on him and Chloe—stop bein’ jealous, stop causin’ drama at home.
He didn’t love her when he married her. But over the years, she’d given him her whole heart—like the warmest fire in winter, slowly meltin’ the coldness in his heart that started when Chloe married someone else.
His heart wasn’t made of stone. He’d long decided to let go of the past and build a good life with her.
But who could’ve guessed Chloe would get a divorce?
Seein’ her look so worn out, so fragile, so all alone—his heart, which had been dormant for so long, couldn’t help but ache. He felt bad for her, felt tender toward her. He just had to give her the best of everything.
As for Eleanor? She was his wife. She’d always be there waitin’—waitin’ for him to fix things with Chloe, waitin’ for him to sort out his feelings.
When the time was right, he’d make it up to her—treat her twice as good. After all, they had their whole lives ahead of them.
That’s what he’d always believed.
But now? Seein’ her so completely indifferent, watchin’ her push him away on purpose? A crack suddenly appeared in that sure, taken-for-granted thought of his.
READ FULL NOVEL HERE
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