Tears welled up in Willow’s eyes, she could never move on from the fact that she was infertile.
Julian ribbed the tip of her nose with his and asked in <b>a </b>deep voice, “We <b>haven’t </b>begun doing anything, and yet you’re already crying-
Willow pushed him away and sat upright. Grabbing the hair tie, she tied her long hair back into a low hun. As her long fingers brushed aside her hatt, she exposed <b>a </b>section of <b>her </b>delicate neck. Its graceful lines effortlessly reminded him of the past.
Whenever he couldn’t hold himself back anymore<b>, </b><b>he </b>would nibble on her neck and maker hermuan his name.
He rubbed Snowy and chuckled halfheartedly<b>. </b><b>“</b>Are you sure you’re here for Snowy and not Jeffrey?”
He didn’t wait for her response, though. Instead<b>, </b>he picked up his <b>phone </b><b>and </b>ordered the maid to serve the meal in a while. After he <b>hung </b>up, he resumed his usual
wann voice.
“It’s been three months<b>, </b>and we’re finally meeting officially. Let’s share <b>a </b>meal<b>. </b>
Julian looked so affectionate and considerate that it almost seemed like they had never hurt each <b>other </b>or gone through the divorce
The maid in the vi could just guess who Willow was, 50, she had been respectful toward her. From the looks of things<b>, </b>Julian <b>loved </b>her deeply
She <b>gave </b>everything she <b>had </b>and prepared over <b>a </b><b>dozen </b>of Yarrowmene’s signature dishes. Once the food was served on the dining table, it looked and smelled mouth–watering
Be that as it may, Willow didn’t have any appetite, palia took off his coat, revealing his white shirt. Undemeath the glow of the crystal chandelier in the dining room, his stunning visage looked even more defined and pleasing to the eye.
He enthusiastically ced a piece of salmon on her <b>te </b><b>and </b><b>said</b>, “it was caught this moming. Have a taste.”
Willow didn’t <b>touch </b>the fresh <b>salmon</b>. Looking at Jalian, she said coldly, <b>“</b><b>julian</b>, I didn’te <b>to </b>Yarrowmere to parch things up with you.”
He stared at her for several seconds before he reached out and poured himself <b>a </b>ss of red wine. “Did youe here for jeffrey, then? I saw the news. Things aren’t going well <b>for </b>the Gibson <b>family</b>. Is that what’s breaking your heart?”
Julian was <b>shedding </b>crocodile tears. None of hispassion was genuine.
Willow wore a nonchnt expression. “Jeffrey <b>and </b>1 are friends<b>.</b>”
His eyes <b>darkened</b>. “What kind of friends would you guys be? Will you do anything for him, or <b>do </b><b>you </b>n on marrying him?
He never let up on the sarcasm.
Willow shot to her feet. She couldn’t be bothered to speak in riddles anymore. “What will it take you to let him and his family off the hoole julian, haven’t you always valued money and power above everything else? is 10% of Neb Group’s shaces not enough to sway your mind?”
Julian gently ced his wine <b>ss </b>on the dining table. Raising his head, he looked at her. His voice was uncharacteristically tender when he spoke
“Since you’re putting everything on the table, I don’t see the point of holding myself back anymore. Be my wife again, and I’ll let Jeffrey and the Gibsons walk free.
The next thing he knew, Willow poured a ss of red wine on his head, she put it down and saidily, “You’re worse than <b>an </b>animal, Jin.”
The <b>maids</b>, who had been standing to the side, were <b>taken </b>aback by what they saw. Julian gave them the signal to leave the dining hall. Then<b>, </b><b>he </b>got a piece of tissue and slowly wiped the wine stains from himself, but the clothes were ruined.
He gave up on it and threw the wine–stained <b>tissue </b>away. Instead of flying <b>into </b><b>a </b>rage, he responded calmly. “Is this how you’re supposed to ask for help? Willow, I won’t let you take Snowy away, just like Jeffrey can’t take you away from me. We swore an oath.”
“Really?” Willow sorted. Sleer enunciated<b>, </b>“Plot all you what and keep up the good guy act in court<b>, </b>Julian. The truth is that we’ve gotten our divorce certificate. I’m no longer your wife Making it sound like you own me isn’t going to change that. I’m a tree soul.<ul><li>that much, feel free to keep it for now</li></ul>
ckled gently. He looked absolutely unhing whenever he smiled. There was also a hint of love on his expression, not
to mention the fondness and
, don’t you? The thing is, I have to go in great inng just to see you in person. Willow, it’s been a long time ince we’ve enjoyed each
the samne table and share a moral. Are you going to deny this simple request of mine
Willow left without any
kalian didn’t stop her. He walked over to the floor to ceiling window and ma <b>ser </b>was a delicate little flower on the lush paradum, swaying with the evening |
It reminded tam of the torrential rain that night. His pizti had never lifted to this day.
Snowy circled around ban’s legs. It whimpered before desperately mobbing its head agatind his pants. Towering |
The maid came over and asked timblly, “Mr. Ziegler, slid treheat the dishes?
halian responded nonchntly, “Make for some instant mac and cheese,”
The maid hurriedly old, “Understead?
Willow spent a night in the Comal Hotel, yarrowsm. It wasa, ON
eiling window
and she had just taken a shuiwer Dressedina bathrobe<b>, </b>she sto
The building across the street was Neb coop’s Yarrowanere branch, standing
She gently leaned her torehead aganist the ss. She isnt moved on from her noundage, but full.
Willow had lett her phone at the end of the bed, and it was singing ceaselessly, She knew that it was Julian, but she didn’t ammwer it. His voice was thest thing she needed to beat now.