Love’s Cunning Ruse

Chapter 51
Julie, snap out of it!” Kieran helplessly tried to calm down the woman who was acting crazy drunk. He didn’t anticipate that his
loud shout would suddenly quieten Julie down
Her clear eyes, with an innocent look, stared at him. Her hair was a bit messed up, but there was a laziness to it.
After a while, just when Kieran thought it was safe to let her go, she softly bit her lip and whispered. “Bro Kieran, Fim Joyce.”
Kieran intensely stared at the woman beneath him, her soft voice was like poison, slowly corroding his heart.
A while later, the car finally stopped. When Kieran looked at her again, he found that she had fallen asleep.
Kieran opened the car door, and with a faint smile, he looked at Julie’s carefree sleeping posture. He bent over to enter the car,
gently picked her up, and headed towards the villa
Julie smelled a bit of alcohol Kieran knew she liked to be clean, so he first gently placed her on the bed and then went to run a
bath.
A drunk Julie was really hard to handle. When Kieran finally managed to get her into the bathtub and turned around to get a
towel, she suddenly slid down into the tub. With water flooding her mouth and nose, Julie who was just asleep a moment ago,
suddenly jumped out of the tub, coughing violently.
Kieran wiped her face and patted her on the back. Just as he was about to comfort her, Julie suddenly slapped his face.
“Do you want to kill me?” Julie glared at Kieran
Her long nails actually scratched Kieran’s face. Kieran’s face started to sting, and he frowned. The only person who would dare
to slap him like this was probably Julie
He knew Julie was drunk, and couldn’t do anything to her. But just as she had slapped him a moment ago, she reached out to
slap him again. Kieran quickly grabbed Julie’s wrist. “Are you planning to slap me again, so my face can be balanced?”
Julie shook her head, looking at Kieran with a cry in her voice, then suddenly burst into tears, crying loudly “You don’t want me
anymore, and you want to kill me. Do you hate me that much? Bro Kieran, how can you hate me like this? I don’t mind your
relationship with Bertha, I don’t mind that she’s carrying your child, I even don’t mind if you let her give birth to the child. I don’t
mind anything, I’m loving you so humbly, I don’t ask you to love me, but why, why did you want to kill our baby, why!!”

Kieran released Julie’s hand, and Julie’s outstretched hand fell down, punching Kieran’s chest over and over again. Once she
got drunk, she revealed her most vulnerable side. The words that she dared not say deep inside, at this moment, seem justified.
Her crying was so heartbreaking that it seemed to shake the entire villa
Kieran gently stroked her back, over, and over. When her crying calmed down a bit, he helped her dry her body and then carried
her out of the bathroom. Her petite body was wrapped in a soft white towel.
She had lost a lot of weight than before. Her once slightly plump chin now looked even more slender. On her small face, her long
eyelashes were particularly attractive.
Kieran gently tucked her in with a soft quilt, intending to turn around and find a shirt for her. However, he didn’t expect Julie, who
had just calmed down to suddenly reach out and grab his sleeve. Her expectant gaze fell on his eyes as if gently holding him
back.
Kieran still turned and sat on the edge of the bed. The mattress sank, signaling Kieran’s approach.
Julie suddenly grabbed his neck, pushed him down, and then, wrapped in a bath towel, straddled him.
“You tell me, what’s so special about you? Why can you do this to me? Why do you make me upset?” Julie said, while pulling at
his tie, her actions a bit wild “I’m going to conquer you today, see if you still dare to keep appearing in my mind over and over!”
In Kieran’s memory, he had seen Julie’s rogue side, and seen her pretending to be good to please him, seen her fighting like a
hooligan with others, and even seen her making various compromises for him. But he had never seen Julie lose control like this
when she was drunk. Right now, Kieran felt like he was Julie’s favorite food, ready to be devoured at any moment.
Based on Julie’s current state, he might’ve ended up being completely consumed.
His tie had already been pulled open by her, and now Julie was battling with his shirt buttons. Her slender fingers kept pulling,
trying to take his shirt off. She was still so naive. Who said that in order to conquer him, she had to start by taking off his clothes?
Kieran supported Julie’s waist to prevent her from accidentally falling off the bed. With her making such a fuss, Kieran was afraid
that if things continued. he would end up losing control.
He held her waist, turned her over, and pressed her under him, her hands still stubbornly unbuttoning his shirt. Only those clear
eyes were now looking at him with a bit of lear
“Have you had enough fun?” The man’s voice echoed softly in the silent room.

His tone made Julie suddenly feel very hurt. Julie pouted and said, “I don’t want to get a divorce...
“I know,” Kieran replied softly
Julie tightly held his hand, her eyes full of grievance. “Divorce really hurts...”
“I know” He looked at her softly, his eyes full of affection.
Julie’s eyes reddened, and she bit her lip lightly I hate you... Kieran, I hate you!”
“I know.” He patiently responded to her, comforting her.
Not until her eyes gradually closed and she fell asleep peacefully, did Kieran gently release her hand that he had been holding
tightly. He got up from her side, then gently took her into his arms
Their fingers tightly intertwined, and he held her tightly from behind. Her soft long hair, with the fragrance of shampoo, gave him
a great sense of peace.
The night in the villa was very quiet as if one could hear the rustling of the leaves outside the window
That night, Julie had a dream, in which she was still Kieran’s wife. She dreamt she was at a villa in Noblewood Retreat in the
yard, there was a beautiful wicker chair, right next to a white swing. The swing was intertwined with vines, golden ginkgo leaves
gently falling onto it, then drifting onto the green
lawn.
On the lawn, there was a pile of building blocks. A cute little boy was sitting there, building a castle with Kieran. She sat on the
wicker chair, carefully peeling fruit Kieran watched her, his lips curled into a small smile.
He wore a white shirt, just like she remembered him, and even when he was just sitting quietly, he looked like a beautiful painting
The dream was too beautiful, so beautiful that Julie didn’t want to wake up. If it wasn’t for the harsh sunlight outside, maybe she
could have stayed in the dream a little longer.
The sunlight from the window shone on Julie’s face, she frowned and then opened her eyes. She was stunned for about half a
minute before she came to

her senses.
She realized that the reason she had such a dream was because she was actually at the villa in Noblewood Retreat.
Julie couldn’t remember what happened last night, her memory stopped before she got drunk. The sound of water from the
bathroom brought her back to reality.
Kieran! The name flashed through Julie’s mind. She knew, the person taking a shower in the bathroom in the morning was
definitely Kieran.
Julie started to panic, she had never been this panicked before. She immediately sobered up, threw off the blanket, and started
looking for her clothes from yesterday, but she couldn’t find them. Julie carefully walked to the wardrobe.
Bertha had just passed away, and there must’ve been some clothes left. She cautiously opened the wardrobe door but was
surprised to find that the wardrobe was filled with brand–new clothes. From underwear to shoes and bags, everything was there.
Different seasons, different styles, different colors, different types... But all in one size, her size.
Julie didn’t have time to think, she grabbed a set of clothes and put them on. Then she nervously glanced at the bathroom door
to make sure Kieran hadn’t come out yet, and ran barefoot downstairs.
As she went downstairs, heart pounding, Julie opened the shoe closet, wanting to confirm if her shoes were still there. Instead of
her own shoes, she found seven or eight pairs of delicate flats. Julie grabbed a pair, they were just her size.
She knew Bertha wore a size 6, but she was a 5.5.
She didn’t understand why Kieran would prepare so many pairs of size 5.5 flats. Julie randomly grabbed a pair and put them on.
Then, she ran out of the villa like she was escaping.
At the entrance, a black Bentley pulled up, right in front of Noblewood Retreat. The car door opened, and a little boy wearing
black overalls and a cute flat–brimmed cap came out.
A woman in her forties followed him, anxiously calling out, “Ivan, you can’t come here today...”