My Ex, Please Love Me Again

“Yvonne!”

Yvonne’s hand about to land on Emelia’s face was caught halfway by Julian.

Julian squeezed Yvonne’s wrist hard and roared with fire, “What are you doing!”

Yvonne’s eyes instantly turned red as she stared at Julian and said stoically, “Julian, she is so shameless to come to you in the middle of the night to talk about work. What is her intention? Have you forgotten how you were once set up by her?”

For a moment, Emelia was grateful because Julian had helped her block Yvonne’s slap, yet Julian’s cry of Yvonne brought her back to her senses.

Yes, they were about to get married and they were a family.

Just like the last incident with Caroline, to Emelia, Julian stopping Yvonne did not seem like he was trying to protect her, but rather defending Yvonne.

Yvonne was a popular actress and the future Mrs. Hughes, if she really slapped her in the face, it was not good for Yvonne and the Hughes family if word got out.

Thinking of this she took a step back, hooked her lips and sneered at Yvonne, “Miss Sullivan, you might as well ask Mr. Hughes why I showed up here in the middle of the night to talk about work.”

Emelia’s face full of mockery caused Julian to press the tip of his tongue hard against the back of his teeth, and he said to Yvonne with a sullen face, “I’m the one who asked her to come.”

Incredulity was written all over Yvonne’s face. She didn’t think Julian was the kind of person who would call a woman to his office in the middle of the night to talk about work.

What was more, that woman was his ex-wife, the one he used to dislike and despise.

Emelia did not care whether Yvonne believed it or not, and said with a calm expression, “Yvonne, when I made the decision to divorce, I never thought I would have any dealings with this man again in my life.

“One should not cross the same river twice; let alone he is such an arrogant and selfish man.

“To be honest, I really don’t like Mr. Hughes now, so what he is rich and handsome? He doesn’t have a heart, so he is nothing to me now.”

Emelia only wanted to take this opportunity to draw a clear line with Julian, so that Yvonne would stop targeting her.

She just wanted to concentrate on her career and wished those irrelevant men to leave her alone.

Hearing Emelia’s words, Julian’s face looked grim. She had used every means to climb into his bed, she had said she loved him, she had done so much for him, and now she disliked him?

He was arrogant and selfish?

He had no heart?

Julian felt that his internal organs had been displaced out of anger, and on top of all that anger, he actually had the slight hint of loss and frustration.

Did she… really not miss him at all?

Emelia declared her current posture before looking at Julian, with a courteous smile on her face, “Mr. Hughes, I don’t think we can talk about work tonight, I’ll leave first.”

Emelia finished her speech and then calmly put away her computer and walked away, after a few steps she remembered something and then turned back to give a few words of advice, “By the way, Mr. Hughes, next time if you want to talk about work, please choose the daytime, and also choose a place with many people, so that Ms. Sullivan will not be jealous and ruin her image.”

“After all, what Ms. Sullivan once despised the most was a jealous woman, so don’t let Ms. Sullivan become the kind of person she despises the most herself.”

Only after this was explained did Emelia leave with her bag in her hands.

Jealousy was the word that Yvonne said about her at the time, and now she gave it back to her.

“Emelia!” Yvonne shouted furiously at Emelia, facing her back, she didn’t want to let Emelia go, but Julian clasped her wrist and she couldn’t move.

Only when Emelia had left did Julian shake her off.

The force was so strong that Yvonne almost lost her footing and she staggered a few steps holding onto a table before she could stand.

Julian’s tone was laced with anger, “You’re satisfied with this mess now?”

“How dare you say I’m making a mess?” Yvonne’s tears fell all of a sudden, and she aggrievedly defended herself, “Julian, she stayed with you in the middle of the night, and you were about to undress her when I just came in, and you still think I’m making a mess?”

If she hadn’t come in, would they have been in bed together?

When Julian heard that he was going to undress Emelia, he found it incomprehensible: “Which one of your eyes saw that I was going to undress her? I accidentally spilled coffee on her and I just handed her a tissue.”

Yvonne wiped her tears and sneered, “You spilled coffee on her? I think she spilled it on purpose, so that she could use the excuse of dirty clothes to take off her jacket and seduce you!”

Julian could not stop frowning at Yvonne’s words. Yvonne was scheming, so she thought Emelia was like her?

How could he not know how the coffee had been spilled when he himself was the one involved?

When he brought Emelia his coffee, Emelia happened to turn on her computer.

Her computer screensaver was a photograph of her, in which she was smiling brightly at the camera.

That smile was filled with heartfelt joy, like a light that shone so brightly that it made his heart flutter.

It was a smile he had never seen before in his three years of marriage to her. Emelia used to smile at him every day, but it was no match for the smile in this picture.

He was lost in thought for a moment, so much so that he tilted his hand before spilling his coffee.

And it was not as Yvonne said that Emelia deliberately touched the coffee by herself.

Lifting his eyes to look at Yvonne, who was crying in front of him, Julian got up and took his car keys, “I’ll take you back, you calm down first.”NôvelDrama.Org: owner of this content.

After he finished, he stepped away, and Yvonne cried out in anger behind him.

When he said she should go back and calm down, it was clear that he still thought she was the one who was making a mess.

The generous and tolerant image she had worked so hard for so long in front of Julian was completely ruined tonight because of Emelia, and Yvonne hated Emelia.

But Yvonne knew what she wanted, and she had calmed down by the time Julian dropped her off at her doorstep.

After Julian parked the car, she did not get off, but turned around with her seatbelt unbuckled and said to Julian in a choked voice, “I’m sorry. It’s all my fault.”

There was little expression on Julian’s face, and Yvonne continued with her eyes downcast, “I shouldn’t have distrusted you, you’re not the kind of person who would do wrong thing.”

“You used to ignore Emelia, and now that you’re divorced, you’ll naturally ignore her, so I should have believed you were simply talking about work, it’s my bad …”

While Yvonne was reflecting on her loss of control and impulsiveness, Julian’s heart surged with an inexplicable irritation because of Yvonne’s words.

Yes, he used to ignore Emelia and dislike her. But now, why did he repeatedly make unexpected actions because of Emelia?

Like protecting her over and over again, from his sister Caroline last time, and Yvonne this time.

He did those almost spontaneously, not wanting her to be hurt by Caroline and Yvonne, either physically or mentally.