There He Is Again, My Ex-Husband (Julian and Amelia)

Chapter 146 Get Married to the Civil Affairs Bureau!

##After listening to Julian's story about the background of Vincent's book, on the one hand, she

admired Vincent's seriousness and rigorous work, on the other hand, she sighed with emotion that he

had such a love story.

It could be seen that Vincent was a person who valued friendship and loyalty. Although the love in his

youth came to an eventual end, it did not affect his second love. Over the years, he had been deeply in

love with his current wife.

Perhaps this was the right attitude towards love. When it was time to put it down, he had already given

it up. When it was time to relax, he was relieved.

Emelia felt that she should learn more from Vincent in this respect. Let the past go.

At nine o'clock in the night, Emelia was still writing at her desk. Suddenly, she heard the sound of

someone opening the door from the next room. She was a bit puzzled. "Why is Julian back so early?"

Didn't he say he would go back before 10 o'clock?

It was only nine o'clock. Why did he come back?

However, Emelia didn't think too much about it. She only felt that since he was back, he definitely

wouldn't be any problems.

Just as she was about to continue typing, she suddenly heard someone knocking on the door of her

room, which was quite heavy.

She walked over and saw from the door viewer that it was Julian.

Emelia opened the door in confusion, but the tall man in front of her fell straight on her. She was so

scared that she hurriedly raised her hands to support him.

"I want some water." Julian leaned against her and mumbled drunkenly.

Emelia was speechless.

Trying hard to push Julian away from herself, Emelia panted slightly and asked, "Don't you have your

own room?"

"I want some room temperature water." After that, Julian fell toward Emelia again.

Emelia couldn't support him, so she had to lift her hand to pull him to the sofa and put him down.

After all of this, Emelia was panting.

She looked at the drunk man on the sofa and was furious. "Julian, you have a weak stomach. Why do

you have to drink again and again?"

Julian, who was leaning against the sofa, opened his eyes slightly, and his eyes were full of emotions.

"I don't want to drink, but I feel sad."

Emelia pursed her lips, ignoring the deep meaning in Julian's eyes. She turned to pour some water for

Julian.

After feeding Julian a cup of warm water, Emelia put the cup aside. She was about to leave when she

was grabbed by Julian.

"Emelia, I regretted it.

"

"I regretted that I've divorced you."

Emelia lowered her head and look at the man on the sofa. His hand tightened around her fair wrist.

At this moment, Emelia was standing there while Julian was sitting on the sofa. His face was filled with

sincerity as he held her hand. If others saw this, they would definitely feel that she was extremely proud

and mighty, and would definitely feel that Julian was inferior.

Julian held Emelia's hand and continued, "I also regretted that I've been calmly accepting the fact that

you are dating Viggo during this period of time." Content is property © NôvelDrama.Org.

Originally, these words were very affectionate, but Emelia saw Julian narrow his eyes and grit his teeth.

"I should've fucking abducted you to the city hall and have you marry me again."

Emelia was speechless, and pissed.

This bastard!

These words instantly reminded Emelia of his past domineering attitude. She no longer wanted to talk

to him, and with a jerk she withdrew her hand, turning to leave.

However, at the same time, she pulled Julian tall body forward and he easily knocked on the table in

front of the sofa.

With a loud sound, Emelia almost jumped up. She couldn't be bothered with anything else. She quickly

squatted down to help Julian up.

She would be guilty if she were to cause any trouble to Julian. After all, he ran the Hughes Group and

even related to Riverside City.

"Julian? Are you alright?"

When Emelia helped him up, she saw a red mark on Julian's forehead.

"I won't die."

Emelia wanted to help Julian to the sofa, but he pushed her away. Then he sat back onto the sofa

himself.

After thinking for a while, Emelia apologized to him. "Sorry, I didn't mean to hurt you."

She really didn't expect that such a big man as Julian would be easily dragged down by her.

He'd better not fall down on purpose. It was not appropriate for him to do this.

Julian didn't say a word. He just snorted and then slumped on the sofa without moving.

Seeing this, Emelia was speechless. "You've finished drinking. Why don't you go back to your room

and sleep?"

The man on the sofa didn't move at all. At first, Emelia wanted to let him go away, but when he saw the

red mark on his forehead, she felt a little guilty.

She turned around and went to the bathroom.

She wet the towel with water and gently put it on his forehead.

"I hope there won't be any traces tomorrow morning, or it will damage his image too much."

Emelia applied the towel to him three times. When she came out of the bathroom after washing the

towel, Julian was already asleep on the sofa.

Emelia stared at the man's handsome face and gritted her teeth. He has given him enough trouble

tonight, but the culprit was having a sound sleep.

Giving up his king-sized bed and coming to her room to sleep on the sofa, what the hell was he

thinking?

Emelia angrily turned around and returned to her room. She locked the door and lay down to rest.

A good night!

The next morning, when Emelia woke up, she had forgotten that Julian had slept on the sofa in her

room last night. She opened the door in a daze and walked out to see the man on the couch. She was

so frightened that she quickly retreated back into her room.

She was only wearing pajamas, and there was nothing underneath.

After hurriedly changing her clothes, she went out again.

She frowned and asked the man on the sofa, "Why haven't you left yet?"

Because Julian had been lying on the sofa all night, his expensive clothes were crumpled.

With the stubble on his chin, he looked a little depressed and haggard.

"Sorry about last night." He looked up at Emelia and apologized in a lonely voice.

"It doesn't matter. Anyway, I'm not the one who got hit." Emelia glanced at the remaining red mark on

Julian's forehead and felt inexplicably funny.

Julian raised his hand to touch his forehead and hissed.

It was still fucking painful.

He got up from the sofa and said, "You should wash up and go downstairs for breakfast later."

"Vincent had a call and said that he received Yvonne and Harvey's script. Just like what you wrote, they

copied it."

"Vincent said he would deal with the rest. We just need to do our best."

The implication was that they could sign a contract when they went back. Vincent would deal with

Yvonne and Harvey.

Emelia nodded. After this matter, Yvonne's new company was at a disadvantage.

After all, she chose to play unscrupulous tricks in the first place. lightnoveldaily.com