Upon hearing about yesterday's theatrical performance, Julian understood everything. The chess pieces had been meticulously arranged, and every single one of their actions was falling perfectly into a flawless script.
Yesterday, according to what Nadine Locke had witnessed, Ethan had lost his temper and gotten physical with Julian right at the company. In the eyes of others, Julian had stormed off in a fit of anger, while Ethan had resorted to alcohol to drown his sorrows, drinking the entire night away without returning home. Given the normal disposition of a man, he certainly would not consider striking his partner as a matter of course; feelings of guilt and torment were the inevitable psychological reactions.
