My Ex, Please Love Me Again

Harry continued. “I just don’t understand why you get a divorce. Julian is so wealthy and handsome.”NôvelDrama.Org owns all © content.

“He doesn’t love me,” Emelia answered slightly.

She could say it out calmly now.

A trace of surprise flashed in Harry’s eyes. He chuckled, “It turns out that a man like him will make stupid mistakes.”

Emelia was confused. Harry explained in a sarcastic tone, “Mistress is always better than a wife.”

Rumors had it that Julian had affairs with Yvonne.

Harry, like everyone else, once thought that Julian’s wife might not be pretty to show up. But now that he knew the truth, he was even more confused.

In his opinion, Emelia was much more perfect than Yvonne.

Emelia laughed. “Don’t say that. Every man has his hobbyhorse.”

Perfect could never win love, let alone her background was worse than Yvonne’s.

“You are young. Focus on your carrier.” Emelia was going to leave.

Harry was reluctant, calling her name directly. “Emelia.”

“Although I am younger than you, I am mature enough. I know what I want.” He said firmly.

Just as Emelia was about to answer him, she frowned upon seeing Julian coming over.

What was he going to do?

Harry also saw Julian along Emelia’s line of sight, so he blocked Emelia instinctively. Julian glanced at him and said to Emelia, “Let’s talk.”

Harry was about to say something immediately, but Emelia stopped him.

She agreed, “Okay.”

She didn’t want to make a scene and be embarrassed at the banquet, right in front of so many people.

As leaving, she showed Harry a smile. “Don’t worry.”

Although Harry was reluctant, he had to stay still.

They left the banquet hall before and after. Emelia didn’t want to be conspicuous, so she sat in when Julian opened his car door.

Julian was emotionless, driving the car without saying the destination.

Emelia finally called Viggo. “Mr. Johansen, I have to leave for a while.”

She was his date tonight, so she had to tell him.

However, as soon as she finished talking, Julian sneered, as if mocking her for reporting everything to Viggo.

Ignoring him, Emelia heard Viggo asking worriedly, “Do you need any help?”

“No.” Emelia sounded so calm that Viggo didn’t say anything anymore.

Julian drove to the seaside but when they got off, he realized this might be a bad decision.

Although it was mid-summer, it was still a bit chilly on the beach. Emelia wore only a dress.

Julian regretted it when he saw her rubbing her arms.

He didn’t think it through just now but just find this place quieter than the hall.

He quickly took off his jacket to cover Emelia, wanting to keep her from cold.

She was taken aback and stepped backwards to dodge instinctively.

“I’m not cold, thank you.” Emelia refused, although it was icy.

Julian glanced at her with unsatisfaction and covered her with the coat again, a little overbearing.

Emelia accepted, for she didn’t want to be held in his arms.

She tidied her clothes and showed a smile. “Thank you. ”

Julian stepped back to make a distance between them.

However, no soon, he began to inquire, “Do you have to divorce because of a bogus pregnancy report?”

Without waiting for her to say anything, he went on. “I have no relationship with her. I didn’t touch her when I dated her, let alone during our marriage. Not even after we divorced.”

He initially intended to explain that he had done nothing with Yvonne.

However, he even explained the situation in the relationship and after the divorce for fear that she wouldn’t believe him.

Emelia was astonished. In a word, he had never had sex with Yvonne.

But it was not the point.

Looking at Julian, she was soon to be reasonable and said calmly, “You never know.”

Julian was puzzled. “What?”

Emelia was a little self-mockery. “I divorced you, not because of any external interference, but because you don’t love me.”

She looked at the sea and said lightly. “Do you remember? At grandpa’s birthday party, he asked you to have a baby. You said I didn’t deserve it. You said you wouldn’t have a baby with a woman you didn’t love.”

Julian’s expression froze all of a sudden. He recalled that day.

He indeed said all these, but he thought she told grandpa to force him. Thus, she would be Mrs. Hughes all along.

But he found he was wrong since she mentioned divorce and actually didn’t think highly of being Mrs. Hughes.

Emelia didn’t look at him but continued. “I have a heart too. I was drown in despair after being hurt so many times, so I want to divorce.”

“The end of a relationship is not to blame for outsiders.”

Julian’s confusion meant that he didn’t find his disadvantages in this relationship.

He thought that everyone would love him unconditionally.

Julian kept silent even after Emelia finished speaking.

She handed the coat to him and asked, “Can I go now?”

It was the first and the last time she revealed her heart.

She would definitely find a lover who knew how to love.

Julian didn’t take it but asked, “Then why don’t you tell me when you know it is fake?”

“It’s too late.” She felt a little ridiculous. “Maybe you will think I slander her.”

He always regarded her as the Maleficent. If she told him about Yvonne’s trick, maybe she would be ridiculed by him instead.

After saying that, she passed the jacket to him and left directly.

Julian followed her and grabbed her arms hurriedly. “I’m sorry.”