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Julian’s smirk vanished. For the first time in their decade of working together, he looked genuinely lost. Not angry. Lost. Like a magician who’d just realized his assistant was the one actually making the rabbits appear.

Julian looked up, eyes red. She set her box down on his desk.

She turned to leave.

“Why?” He stood by the window, rain streaking the glass behind him. “Was I that horrible?”

“It’s not about money.”

But at the elevator, she hesitated. Her finger hovered over the “down” button. Somewhere in the rain-streaked office behind her, a man who had once saved her was crying.

For the first time in nine years, he laughed—a real, broken, human laugh. What-s Wrong With Secretary Kim

“One condition,” she said. “We go to therapy. Couples counseling, individual, the whole disaster. And you learn why you turned into a monster. Not for the company. For the boy with the fire extinguisher.”

Julian frowned. “I was fourteen. I hated those things.” Julian’s smirk vanished

Julian’s hands were shaking now. He knew. He’d buried that memory under layers of board meetings and billionaire arrogance, but it clawed its way back.