Revenge Wears My Ring novel Chapter 288

Julian felt as if he’d been nailed to the spot. Blood rushed to his head, his ears ringing with Bennett’s words, echoing again and again.

Suddenly, he shot to his feet. The chair screeched across the hardwood as he pushed it back too fast.

He adjusted his glasses—a nervous habit, hoping it might hide the chaos inside him, the overwhelming sense of absurdity he couldn’t shake. His eyes locked onto Bennett, voice strained and twisted with barely concealed fury.

“Brother!”

He practically spat the word through clenched teeth.

“Don’t tell me you didn’t know! Gwyneth… she’s my fiancée!”

Gwyneth’s eyes flicked up, cold and unwavering. Her voice rang out, clear and final, leaving no room for doubt.

“Julian, it’s time you faced reality. We broke up ages ago. The moment you started seeing Queenie behind my back, it was over.”

“Broke up?”

Julian let out a bitter, incredulous laugh. His fingers trembled as he pushed his glasses up again, his gaze glued to Bennett’s hand resting on Gwyneth’s shoulder. Countless memories of seeing them together—moments he’d brushed off as coincidence—flashed through his mind. Suddenly, all the fuzzy doubts snapped into focus.

So that’s it…

It was never a coincidence.

They’d been together all along.

Still, he couldn’t make himself believe that Gwyneth—the woman who’d loved him so deeply—would turn around and marry someone else.

And that someone was his own brother.

At that moment, Yale finally snapped out of his shock.

He seized the teacup at his side and hurled it to the floor.

Porcelain shattered everywhere, tea splattering across the polished tiles.

“Ben!”

Yale’s whole body shook with fury. He jabbed a trembling finger at Bennett, voice booming with rage.

“Have you lost your mind?! You knew full well Gwyneth was your brother’s fiancée! And you still dare— you dare to marry her?! Do you have any respect left for me as your father? What about the Locke family’s reputation?!”

The instant Yale flung the cup, Bennett had already pulled Gwyneth behind him, shielding her from stray shards.

He didn’t even flinch at Yale’s outburst. A cold, mocking smile flickered across his face.

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