Claire held onto his blue suit jacket, crying tears of deep relief into his chest.
The quiet maid was no longer alone in a cold world that hurt her.
Julian: Don't you ever disrespect my wife again!
Victoria stamped her high heels loudly on the shiny floor, her face red with rage.
Victoria: She is a nobody cleaning floors for minimum wage!
Victoria: You are supposed to marry me next month in front of the press!
Julian: The engagement is completely over.
He took off the gold promise ring Victoria had pushed him to wear recently.
Julian tossed the shiny band right onto the marble floor at Victoria's feet.
The heavy ring made a small sharp sound as it rolled near her red heels.
The surrounding crowd gasped loudly, taking out their smartphones to capture every single moment.
Victoria covered her red face with both hands and turned toward the back entrance.
She rushed out of the hotel lobby, leaving her security guards behind in deep confusion.
Julian turned back to Claire, gently wiping the tears from her delicate face.
Julian: Come with me right now.
Claire: Julian, I have to finish my work shift or I will get fired.
Julian: You are never mopping another floor for anyone ever again.
He picked up her plain brown coat resting on the small supply cart nearby.
He placed it over her thin shoulders with absolute care and deep affection.
Claire looked at him with soft eyes, feeling five years of pain slowly melt away.
They walked out of the bright hotel together, holding hands firmly down the steps.
Julian opened the passenger door of his dark luxury sedan for his long lost wife.
He was ready to face whatever legal fight was coming from Victoria's powerful family.
Nothing mattered to him anymore except keeping Claire safe right by his side today.
He got into the driver seat and started the quiet car engine immediately.
Julian: We are going straight to my lawyer's office to stop their corporate theft.