Part 2My Possessive Boyfriend vs. The Cousin from Hell

During dinner, Julian peeled shrimp for me.

Chloe immediately launched into her "pick-me" routine. "Brother Julian, you are so good. You'd rather go hungry just to peel shrimp for my cousin."

"Jade is so lucky. She doesn't have to do anything, just sit there and wait to be fed."

The subtext was clear: I was unappreciative.

Unfortunately for her, Julian didn't buy it.

"It's my honor to peel shrimp for Jade," he said, his voice dripping with devotion.

"Is that so?"

Chloe's eyes glinted.

I knew she was even more satisfied with his attentiveness now.

Her voice became even more sugary. "Then, Brother Julian, I wonder if I could have the honor of eating a shrimp you peel..."

Before she could finish, she let out a yelp, her face scrunching up in pain.

My uncle and aunt rushed to ask what happened, but she waved them off with a vague excuse.

After all, admitting that she tried to play footsie with Julian under the table and got kicked in the shin would be too humiliating.

After dinner, I was watching TV while Julian peeled tangerines for me.

Chloe limped over, fuming. "Brother Julian, don't you have anything to say to me?"

"My pants are dirty where you touched them. Please pay the dry cleaning bill," Julian said coldly. "And call me 'brother-in-law.' I don't have a shameless sister like you."

"You..."

Chloe turned red with rage and limped away.

I burst out laughing.

Growing up, this was the first time I'd ever seen Chloe eat dirt.

Julian shot me a glance, his eyes dark. "Funny? Another woman hits on me and you're not jealous? Do you not love me?"

"Love, love, love," I said dismissively. "You have high moral standards, so I'm not worried."

Julian's gaze was thick with intense affection. "Jade, you can't betray me. If you do, I don't know what I might do."

"Don't worry," I said, cupping his face and giving him a loud kiss. "I like you the most."

Why would I betray him?

He's rich, handsome, loyal, and lets me live my dream life of doing absolutely nothing. I'd have to be insane to leave him.

Seeing Mark lurking in the shadows, watching me with his greasy gaze, made me appreciate Julian even more.

"Since you love me, come for a walk with me."

My face fell. "Can we not?"

"No," Julian insisted. "It's good for your health. Don't you want to grow old with me?"

I nodded vigorously. "I do, I do!"

Funny enough, at first, Julian loved that I stayed home all the time. It meant no other men could see me.

But eventually, even he couldn't stand how much of a hermit I was and started dragging me out for fresh air.