My Ex, Please Love Me Again

After getting the phone number, Julian did not leave at once, but said to Viggo again, “Mr. Johansen, I didn’t expect that you are also a talent scout, sparing no effort to nurture and promote newcomers in the company like this.”

Viggo naturally knew the hidden meaning in Julian’s words. Julian saw that he had fancy for Emelia, and sarcastically said that he was sending Emelia abroad for training and giving her the opportunity to be an independent scriptwriter based on that reason.

He shook his head and laughed, “Mr. Hughes, it seems you really don’t know anything about your ex-wife. I am not a talent scout, but she’s so excellent that we’re willing to give her a chance.”Material © of NôvelDrama.Org.

“When Nina introduced Emelia to me as a part-time scriptwriter, I gave her a random topic to work on and asked her to write a storyline as a test. The storyline that Emelia wrote turned out to be the most appealing among several new scriptwriters, and it was even spotted by Ms. Salkowski right away, who directly approached me and said she wanted to take on Emelia as a pupil.”

Julian’s eyes flashed with a trace of surprise. Everyone knew that Kelaina Salkowski seldom train new scriptwriters herself, and he did not expect that Kelaina actually offered to tutor Emelia.

Viggo could see the surprise in Julian’s eyes and spoke again, “Emelia has always loved literature since she was young, winning prizes in various writing competitions when she was a student. And She graduated as a student of honor of the dramatic literature program.

“Even without me and Ms. Salkowski, she would still be a shining new star in the screenwriting world.”

“Of course, if it hadn’t been for those three years of marriage to you, she’d probably be famous by now.”

Because she had to be a dutiful Mrs. Hughes, she could only work part-time as a scriptwriter and was not able to devote all her energy and time to writing the script.

Viggo was blaming Julian for delaying Emelia’s career, which infuriated Julian.

Giving Viggo a blank look, he turned around and walked away holding that phone number.

Emelia was the top student in literature and first in her major, as well as so talented that Kelaina Salkowski offered to bring her into the profession, such an outstanding past made Julian feel like a big mountain was pressed down on his heart, making him unable to breathe.

He really didn’t know Emelia was this good, and he never really got to know her seriously.

At the beginning of his marriage to her, he was in a constant state of irritation at being set up by her and her father, and hated her with nothing but disgust.

And his way of venting this negativity was to torture her hard in bed, watching her tremble and cry beneath him, which he found exceptionally happy.

Then he calmed down, but couldn’t let go of his position to spend time with her in a calm and normal way because he was used to being above her all the time, and naturally he didn’t get to know her.

When Julian came out of Viggo’s office in a troubled mood, Yvonne walked towards him and took his arm in an intimate manner, “Have you finished talking to Mr. Johansen about the script?”

Julian nodded and said, “Come on, I will take you back.”

Yvonne pressed herself against his arm and pouted, “I don’t want to go back, I want to spend the whole day with you.”

Julian lowered his eyes and replied to her, “I’m busy every day, and you know that.”

Yvonne knew to stop at the right time, so she said, “Shall we have dinner together tonight? It’s been a long time since you’ve eaten with me.”

Julian responded, “Okay, I’ll have David book the restaurant later and let you know.”

Yvonne clung to him and suggested, “I want to have steak, let’s go to that Italian restaurant we always go to, okay?”

Julian’s footsteps paused. He did not know why, but ever since he learned that Emelia was allergic to beef and lamb and the like, he felt that his favorite steaks didn’t taste good anymore.