Seriously, How Did He Win My Heart

When Yvonne rebooted her phone after arriving home, Harvey's call came swiftly, asking her for 10 million.

Yvonne was so angry that she hung up the phone.

There was no way she could have paid for this!

Yvonne could not hold back her anger when she had to lose so much money and failed to drive Emelia away. When she thought of Emelia, Yvonne could not help but grit her teeth.

It was all Emelia's fault that she was in this mess.

What kind of charm did that unassuming woman Emelia have that she could make Harry stand up for her?

Yvonne did not expect that Harvey and the assistant director would come to her home at night to make trouble, and she did not expect that Julian would come to her soon after.

Being caught on the spot by Julian for having involvement with Harvey and the others, Yvonne's face instantly turned pale.

Julian's expression was calm, as if he had guessed this would happen.

He stood in the living room, his cold eyes looking towards Yvonne, "Vonnie, tell me what's going on."

Although Julian was calling her Vonnie at the moment, Yvonne just inexplicably sensed his displeasure.

She stumbled, fell into the sofa and began to cry.

She remembered that when she was with Julian in the past, whenever she cried, Julian could do nothing to her.

"Mr. Hughes, Ms. Sullivan was crying, you should not pursue this matter." Harvey stood up to speak for Yvonne, after all, they didn't want to completely offend Yvonne and Julian. Julian raised his eyes to him, his gaze sharp, "You have two seconds to get out of here."

If they didn't leave, he would be the one to hit them.

Harvey and the assistant director saw the murderous aura in Julian's eyes, so they dared not linger any longer and left immediately in a panic.

In Yvonne's luxuriously decorated and exquisite villa, she and Julian were the only ones left.

Yvonne sat in the sofa, crying breathlessly, and Julian stood for a while before stepping over.

He gave tissue to Yvonne. Yvonne saw that he handed her tissue, thinking that he had gone soft and did not intend to pursue anything. "Thanks." She took it with red eyes.

The next moment, however, she heard Julian say, "Vonnie, don't hype our relationship in the future."

These words were like a bolt from the blue, and Yvonne was so shocked on the spot that she couldn't even be able to cry.

It turned out that the tenderness with which he gave her tissues was nothing more than an illusion.

"Julian, I'm sorry, I was wrong ..." Yvonne lost her voice and cried out in pain once again, she went forward and pulled Julian's arm, "I know it's not right to bully Emelia, but I am jealous. '

"I'm jealous that she was once married to you for three years, I'm jealous that she had even been with you."

"Julian, I really love you, that's why I did something stupid on impulse. Could you forgive me this time?"

Yvonne cried as she hugged Julian, tearfully apologizing to him.

Julian's brow instantly surged with thick disgust the moment Yvonne embraced him.

He raised his hand to push Yvonne away from himself and said indifferently, "It's not a matter of being impulsive or not, it's a matter of the bottom line of being human."

How vicious it was for a woman to let a man harass another woman?

Today, Julian realized for the first time that he and Yvonne did not see eye to eye with each other in many aspects. No wonder he always felt that something was missing between them. Yvonne couldn't stop crying, "I'm sorry, I'm sorry, Julian, I really won't do this again ..."

"The hostess of the Hughes family can't be someone immoral." Julian turned around and walked away without looking back after saying these words, which was the same as indirectly declaring that Yvonne was not qualified to be the hostess of the Hughes family.

Yvonne was crying her heart out behind him, but Julian was thinking of Emelia instead.

For the three years she had been Mrs. Hughes, she had really done her job well.

She devoted herself to him, to their family, in bed and off bed.

She did not show her face outside, she did not flaunt it, she did not do a single thing that tarnished the Hughes family's reputation or his personal reputation.

Of course, the time when the divorce papers were thrown in his face didn't count.

For three years, she really knew how to be quiet and saved him immense worry.

And it was because of this peace of mind that he was able to take his career forward without worry, leading the Hughes Group to the further level in those three years. Looking back on it now, he realized how much he failed her.

Even if he didn't love her, he shouldn't have hurt her at every turn and with all kinds of hard words.

He thought she would never leave him in her life, so he was so high and mighty that he took her love and care for granted.

After leaving Yvonne's place, Julian went to see Ezra, who refused to give him any more alcohol.

"Brother, you should stop drinking, didn't you just come out of the hospital?" Ezra advised as he handed him a glass of warm water.

"Arthur said you had to leave the hospital before you were fully recovered, and I was going to give you a glass of juice, but now it seems water is better for you." Julian took a sip of the tasteless water and unexpectedly thought of Emelia again.

Emelia's presence to him was like a glass of water.

Although tasteless, it was extremely beneficial to the body.

At this, he tilted his head back and drained a glass of water with a gulp, then handed the glass to Ezra, "I want more."

Ezra looked at him as if he was a monster, "Someone takes a fancy to tap water now? Don't turn yourself into a water-holic."

But despite this remark, he still gave Julian another glass of water.

As long as it was not alcohol, he could drink water as much as he wanted.

Ezra himself was holding a glass of alcohol and elegantly swirling it, "I've heard about thet incident your Ms. Sanchez made today."

The word "your" caused Julian to frown slightly.

Ezra pretended not to see his repulsion and continued, "I think her behavior is understandable, because you keep pestering Emelia? If it were me, I'd go after Emelia too." Julian glared at Ezra, "Which one of your eyes saw me pestering her?"

Ezra said lazily, "You know it."

Julian gave him a blank stare and turned his head to continue drinking his water.

After a long time, Ezra suddenly added, "Now there's a chance to prove that you're not pestering her."

Julian asked in an intent manner, "What do you mean?"

Ezra took a sip of alcohol," Grandpa Hughes has just informed me to arrange an upscale and quiet private room tomorrow. He wants to introduce Emelia to a man."

Ezra had many properties in the hospitality industry and in catering, especially high-end restaurants, with several under his name, so Grandpa Hughes approached him for a private room.

Julian almost spurted out the water in his mouth.

What was Grandpa Hughes up to? Was he being serious?¶¶¶¶¶¶¶¶¶¶¶¶¶¶

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