Elliot was standing at the door, car keys in his left hand, and coffee and a sandwich in his right. His eyes were glued to the scene on the couch.
Julie was in Kieran's arms, his hand on her waist, and their poses screamed intimacy.
It was as if time froze at that moment. A few seconds later, the silence in the room was broken by the appearance of Karl.
Karl hadn't expected to see such a juicy scene this early in the morning, and he momentarily forgot to come in.
It was only when Julie suddenly reacted, pushing away Kieran's hand from her waist and standing up abruptly, that Karl snapped out of his daze.
Kieran, on the other hand, acted like it was no big deal and asked Karl, "Where are my clothes?"
Karl quickly handed a bag with clothes to Kieran. Then, he stood awkwardly next to Julie, waiting for Kieran to change. Elliot was still holding breakfast in his hand. Kieran returned from the bathroom, dressed in a suit, looking as suave as ever.
Karl then handed the breakfast to Kieran, who gave Karl a cold look. "You really don't know how to read the room. Ms. Abraham's fiancé rarely visits. Let's not bother them and eat breakfast in the car."
After he finished speaking, Kieran nodded to Elliot and walked out with Karl as if nothing had happened. He left just as boldly as he had arrived yesterday. For the first time, Julie truly appreciated Kieran's shamelessness.
Elliot was standing right in front of her, still holding the breakfast, his eyes glued to her as if waiting for her to explain.
"Have a seat," Julie said, pointing to the couch, maintaining a polite hostess demeanor.
Eventually, Elliot sat down on the couch, placed the breakfast on the small coffee table, and turned to Julie, asking, "Are you and Kieran... still in touch?"
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