Filed to story: The Breaking Point (Maya & Julian) Book PDF Free
Then she thought, Hey, wait a minute. We’re not even divorced yet. We’re still married on paper. So, what if I’m in my husband’s room? Selena should be the one panicking.
Julian said, “I’ll tell the crew members to fix your bathroom.”
He was about to make the call, but Selena stopped him. After all, it was just an excuse she made up to check his bathroom, so she quickly said, “It’s alright. I’ll use my assistant’s bathroom.” She gazed at the paper peeking out of the cabinet and stepped on it as she reluctantly left.
Standing outside, she stared at the door, her face deadpan. Her gaze almost bored a hole through the door. He’s a rich man. I know those b*tches would try to hook up with him, but I never thought they’d make a move that quickly.
She turned around but didn’t go too far. “Let’s see which of these b*tches are trying to steal my man from me.” She knocked on her assistant’s door and summoned a few of her sycophants, then they stood near Julian’s room, waiting for the woman to come out.
If she won’t come out, fine. But once she shows up, my team will ruin her reputation.
Maya came out of the bathroom, heaving a sigh of relief. Refusing to spend a moment longer in this room, she got ready to leave.
Julian suddenly said, “Are you sure you want to leave now?”
Maya stopped turning the knob as realization struck her. Selena had noticed the existence of another woman in this room, and she wouldn’t stop until she found out who that woman was. It was possible she was waiting right outside for her now.
It was either that, or someone else was doing her dirty work. If they made a scene and created a story out of it for everyone, Julian might not help her get out of the mess. Maya frowned. “I can’t stay here forever. It’s late, and I have a shoot tomorrow.”
Julian sat on his bed and gazed at Maya, his eyes deep as the sea. “It’s late, you got the wrong room, Selena came to see me, and she’s now staking out, waiting for you. What a coincidence, huh?”
Maya held her draft tighter and smirked. “You’re saying I came up with this plan?”
“Is that not it?” Kevin’s words still rang in Julian’s mind. Maya’s nonchalance meant one of two things: either she wasn’t bothered with Julian, or she was up to something big. Julian thought it was the latter.
Maya smiled. “Fine, whatever you say.” Everything is so stupid. It’s a joke. She thought it was funny that she was hiding in the bathroom while Julian tried his best to chase Selena away.
Julian held her wrist. “If you want me to start a scandal with you, just say it.” I’ll do it.
He thought he was backing down, but Maya thought it was further humiliation. What does he think I am? A useless foil? A useless woman who needs sex to sell her appeal?
She flung his hand away and gave him an icy look. “It’s alright, Mr. Graham, I don’t need that. Nothing of the sort will happen again. If it does, you can have Kevin kick me off the set, alright?”
Reminded of her grandmother’s condition, she warmed up a little. “But what happened tonight was an accident. I was not trying to set you up. You can investigate all you want. Ask Selena if that’s what’s needed.”
Julian was wondering how much of that was true, but Maya was already standing beside the door. “Why don’t you check if the coast is clear? I would have to leave sooner or later.” She moved away from the door.
Since she insisted, Julian said nothing more. He went to the entrance and opened the door, then he checked around and saw a few people standing nearby. They were Selena’s sycophants. Terrified of angering Julian, they scrambled back to their rooms.
Selena came out from behind them and tried to gloss things over. “You’re still awake? Um, I used their bathroom, that’s all.”
Julian said nothing, so Selena went back to her room as well. Once the coast was really clear, Julian motioned to Maya, telling her that she could leave.
When Maya went past him, she said coolly, “We’ll be divorced sooner or later, Mr. Graham, and then you’ll have nothing to worry about anymore.”
Julian was about to say something, but Maya had already left and closed the door, blocking her from his sight.
Julian stared at the door, and he noticed that the air was filled with her scent. It was a faint scent. Not the smell of shampoo or hair wash, but the natural scent of her body. Like its master, the scent was ethereal and hard to capture. Frustrated, Julian went to the bathroom.
…
Once back in her room, Maya closed the door and leaned on it, heaving a sigh. Once I get back, I’m coming clean to Grandma. This marriage is over. There’s no trust between me and him. Keeping us bonded by force only creates hatred and resentment.
On the next morning, Maya was about to give Luna the drafts after washing herself up, but during the counting, she realized she was one draft short, and no matter where she looked, she couldn’t find it. Is it in Julian’s room?
Just then, someone knocked on the door, and Maya quickly opened it. Luna was standing outside, dressed for the occasion. She looked gorgeous and charming, and she arched her eyebrow. “Let’s go and get breakfast. We’re checking out what the theme of the day is after that.”
“I’m missing one draft. Check if it’s in your room,” said Maya.
Luna quickly answered, “No way. I don’t have anything in my room. You came up with seven drafts last night, and that’s going to be the seven themes for the competition. You took them away after triple checking them last night.”
Maya scratched her head, and then she was reminded that she was shocked by Julian yesterday. It had caused her drafts to fall out of her hand. Her mind was in turmoil back then, so she hastily picked everything up and went into the bathroom. Did I leave one of them in his room?
Maya glanced at Julian’s room subconsciously. What kind of excuse should I use to search his room? We might have ended on cordial terms last night, but who am I kidding? Our relationship is probably as hot as a block of ice.
She frowned, frustrated.
Luna bent over and huddled closer. “You seem troubled. Where did you lose it? Don’t tell me it’s somewhere you shouldn’t. It’d be a hit to our reputation.”
Maya took Luna into her room. Only in privacy did she have the courage to tell her what happened the night before.
Luna inhaled sharply. “God damn. If you search for it now, he’s going to say you did it on purpose. Maybe.”
Maybe? Yeah, right. He’s absolutely going to think I did it on purpose.
Without thinking, Luna paced around. “We should tell the hotel’s PIC and get a key to sneak into his room and search for it.”
Maya was speechless. “You know what’s worse than no ideas? Your idea.”
I can just tell him I want my stuff back. I am not going to ‘steal’ what’s already mine.
Luna sat on the couch and stared at the ceiling. “I don’t know if you’ve noticed this, but every time you run into him, an unfortunate event always follows.”
Maya couldn’t argue with that. It almost felt like this man was a curse on her life.
Luna gave Maya a glance and comforted her, “Once we finish this job, we’re going to stay a million miles away from him. That’ll keep his bad luck away.”
Maya looked down, her gaze calm. “We don’t have to. We’ll be apart once we get the divorce anyway.”
Every time the divorce was mentioned, Luna would get a little agitated. “Honestly, what the hell was he trying to do? He’d work with you to create a scandal?” She chortled. “What an idiot. You guys are a couple. I’ve never seen a couple that needs a scandal for everyone to know they’re together. He’s a b*stard!”
She had a habit of cursing Julian every day, but every time she did, it only made her angrier.
When they came to the dining hall, Selena was chatting with someone beside her. Noticing Luna, something dark flashed in her eyes, but she quickly put on a smile. “You’re late, Luna. Slept in?”
The ignored Maya sat down and glanced at Selena. I wonder if that was just a casual question or something more sinister.
Luna sat beside Maya and half-mocked, “You even know about that? Boy, it’s almost like you’ve been keeping an eye on us through the night.”
There’s no way Selena can win in an argument against Luna. Maya said nothing and filled Luna’s plate with breakfast like an assistant should.
Feeling awkward, Selena quickly said, “No. Just asking, since
I’m curious about what designers do at night.”
Luna adjusted her sunglasses and smiled. She enunciated, “We have a ton of designers here. Shall I gather them around and have them tell you their answers?”
And have them hate me? No thanks. Selena forced a smile. “It’s alright. We’re a team, so I just want to know your answer.”
Luna looked at her. “I see. I almost thought you were trying to pry information out of me. I heard a commotion outside yesterday, and I thought some gal who tried to hook up with the investor got kicked out.”
Yeah, that’s a conversation-ender right there. I was the one who got kicked out last night.
Everyone around the table looked at Luna. After all, Julian hired Alana to help Selena with the design. When Julian came to the hotel the night before, rumors had it that Selena asked her sycophants to keep an eye on his room, and now she was getting into an argument with Luna.
