My heart ached seeing how much he longed for his beloved despite sleeping by my side.
However, I did not mourn for my failed marriage this time. I simply closed the door and walked up to his study room.
Hurriedly, I typed my birthdate to open his computer. But, red mark popping on the screen mocked me, showing mirror to my husband's betrayal. But, there was no time for self-pity.
I grabbed my phone, scanned Lesley's information from her social media account. Then, I typed her pet name as passcode.
It worked!
Even her pet had great value in Julian's heart than me!
It wasn't the only shock waiting for me.
Once I opened his private file, I was stunned.
He had transferred his all property in Lesley's name, even those we had bought with my parents' funds.
I clutched the mouse in my hands tightly and immediately copied all the necessary information about his company, along with the evidence of his illegal transfer of my property to Lesley.
I was going take every penny back from Julian after divorcing him. That's the last thing I need to do after securing my brother's innocence. I won't let him enjoy the fortune with his mistress that my parents had left.
With that, I shut the computer off and came out.
***
The next day, Julian insist on taking me to meet Lesley– to apologise on my brother's behalf.
"You want me to apologise those people who have framed my brother?" I yelled. "On your dreams, Julian!"
"My brother is innocent. I will never apologize for something he hasn't done. Instead, I'll reopen the case. I will not stop until I see Deccan behind the cell."
Julian's face hardened. "We talked about this yesterday, didn't we?"
"I never agreed to you." I replied.
"If you don't apologize on your brother's behalf, then watch him get raped by these men! He loves men so much anyway!" As he spoke, he pulled up a video on his phone and shoved it towards me.
It showed my brother naked, surrounded by a group of burly men, with unopened condoms by the bed.
The video he shoved into my face, the raw, undeniable visual of my younger brother's terror, ripped the breath from my lungs.
I didn't scream. I didn't even cry. I simply froze, a block of ice where my heart used to be.
Liam, my baby brother, was being molested just because he had protected me the other day. My heart was ripping apart watching the video played before my eyes.