Chapter 47 Your Mouth's Practically Watering

"It means that Rosalie's utterly infatuated with Lucian!" Edmond said. "She doesn't dare make a fuss, because if she does, he won't even spare her a shred of affection." Edmond grew increasingly agitated as he spoke. His tone was practically dripping with anguish. "Why on earth would you insist on marrying a woman whose heart is occupied by another man? Isn't that akin to begging for misery? With your status, you could have any woman you want!" Edmond roared. As his words fell, Julian suddenly reached out a hand. Startled, Edmond handed him the pack of cigarettes. Julian took one, placed it between his lips, but didn't light it. With the cigarette in his mouth, his voice came out low and muffled, yet crystal clear. "She's just a victim." At that, Edmond's eyes almost popped out of his head. "You've got to be kidding me, Julian. Did putting out fires give you some kind of savior complex? Do you really think you could fall for a woman who's completely hung up on another man?" Julia