Seriously, How Did He Win My Heart

"What the hell are you excited about?" Taylor said casually, "Although you have divorced, but he has come here today, it means that there is something fishy between you." "Emelia, are you trying to get rid of me and my father and deliberately pretend to divorce Julian?"

Emelia trembled with anger at Taylor's words. She wanted to say something several times, but she couldn't because she was too angry.

One second ago, she was thinking about not letting outsiders know about these things, but the next second, Taylor blew up her own self-detonation.

Now, all the policemen present knew about all the things.

Julian walked over from behind her, raised his hand, and pulled her back a step, saying, "Why bother arguing with him?"

Originally, he had wanted to pull Emelia away from him, but as soon as he touched her arm, he immediately felt her trembling violently.

He pursed his lips and took the opportunity to slide down his slender fingers to grab hold of her cold and trembling hands directly.

Taylor immediately noticed his actions and laughed smugly.

He looked around at the two policemen and said arrogantly, "Did you see that? Mr. Hughes is my brother-in-law. Let me go, let me go."

"Taylor!" Emelia was so angry that he roared out again.

She knew that her brother was shameless, but she didn't expect him to be that way!

Now that things had turned out this way, he was still able to put on airs with Julian' prestige.

Taylor signaled with his eyes that Julian was holding her hand. He said ambiguously, "Why don't you admit that you faked a divorce. You two hold hands so intimately?"

Emelia hurriedly lowered his eyes. Only now did she realize that her hand was being held by Julian.

She struggled out with a pale face. Just now, she was about to faint from anger by Taylor, so she didn't notice that Julian was holding her hand.

The two policemen did not compromise. They firmly held Taylor down and said in a business-like manner, "Sir, you are accused of trespassing. Please go to the police station with us." Taylor still wanted to say something, but Julian said directly to the two policemen, "Thanks for your help."

He was clearly implying that Taylor should be taken away as soon as possible.

Taylor shouted angrily, "Emelia, is this how you treat your brother? Where is your conscience?"

"Brother, Julian, dude! Helps me, please!"

When the four policemen left with Taylor, who was shouting, Julian glanced at Maisie next to him. Maisie instantly understood what he meant and followed the police downstairs. Julian told her to follow the police and tell them not to let others know what had happened today.

Having been by Julian's side for so many years, this little bit of comprehension was still possible.

The security door was closed. Taylor' scolding completely disappeared from her mind. Emelia' body went limp and she fell to the floor with a thud.

Julian had just shut the security door for a while. When he turned around and saw her like this, he was both angry and amused.

He walked over and looked down at her. He said coldly, "What are you fear of?"

Emelia bit his lips and bowed her head so low that it was about to be buried in her knee.

She knew that he would ridicule her, and laugh at her.

Then came his voice. "Get up and sit on the sofa."

Emelia remained unmoved.

His voice sounded again. "Do you want me to carry you up?"

Emelia, who had remained silent with her eyes lowered, gritted her teeth and got up.

However, before she could reach the sofa, she felt dizzy, and then she passed out uncontrollably.

Just as she was about to close her eyes, she heard Julian calling out anxiously, "Emelia!"

She curled her lips in self-mockery. Why did she seem to hear the nervousness and worry from his tone?

Sure enough, it was just an illusion when he was unconscious. How could Julian care about her?

Emelia stayed up all night to write the script last night. When she was still fighting in the morning, she was shocked by the banging of the door. "Emelia, come out!" When Taylor's voice rang out from outside the door, a hint of fear instinctively flashed through Emelia' heart.

She knew too well about Taylor's character. If she opened the door today, Taylor would be able to rob her of all the valuable things here. That was also the reason why she never contacted Taylor and Oliver when she returned home. She was afraid that they would find her.

She was afraid that they would ask her for money endlessly, or exchange her for money.

After being framed by them once, she had already had a shadow.

Therefore, in the face of Taylor's scolding, she did not speak or open the door.

Seeing that she didn't respond, Taylor began to attack her with morality again. "Emelia, don't play dead there. If you don't help us, believe it or not, I'll sue you in court!" "Our dad has raised you for so long. Are you missing now?"

"Why don't you visit him when you're back? Where is your conscience?"

Emelia had stayed up all night, and her mental energy was already exhausted. But Taylor kept shouting and shouting, her head suddenly began to ache.

Taylor said that her conscience was eaten by dogs, but wasn't their conscience eaten by dogs?

She had been married to Julian for three years. She didn't know how much money the father and son had asked for from him.

As long as they led a normal life, the money was enough for the rest of their lives. It was also enough for them to save a dying company.

And the money she had given them a year ago was more than one hundred grand.

That was all because she had worked as a screenwriter all these years, which she didn't spend at all.

But Taylor also accused her of not supporting them. How could he be so stone-hearted?

Emelia curled up in her computer chair. Her eyes became red with grievance.

Later, Taylor continued to curse. When the noise reached the neighbor, Emelia called the police without hesitation.

After the police arrived, she had no choice but to open the door. However, regardless of the police's persuasion, Taylor rushed up and threw a hard kick at her. The kick on her waist made her forehead sweated heavily.

Most of the reason why she collapsed on the ground was that her physical strength had reached its limit, she could not hold on any longer.

Julian insisted on forcing her to get up and go to the sofa. It would be strange if she didn't faint.

At downstairs, Maisie asked the police to keep today's incident a secret and sent them away politely.

Just as she was about to turn around and head upstairs, she raised her head and saw Julian rush out with Emelia in his arms.

"Get the car ready! We must go to the hospital immediately." Julian instructed her anxiously.

Seeing that Emelia's face was colorless, Maisie couldn't be bothered with anything else. She quickly rushed to the car next to her and drove straight to the hospital.

In the back seat of the car, Julian's eyes were tightly fixed on a face without a trace of blood.

After a while, he ordered Maisie in a gloomy tone, "Ask David Brennan to investigate who told Taylor about Emelia's return."

It had been a while since Emelia had returned to the country, but Taylor and Oliver weren't informed.

How did Taylor know about it now?

K