Seriously, How Did He Win My Heart

After Emelia was sent to the hospital, the doctor gave her a series of examinations.

There was nothing serious about the final examination, but excessive fatigue.

In addition, she had low blood sugar, so she didn't drink water or eat anything for long, which caused her to faint.

Julian frowned and asked the doctor, "What is low blood sugar? Is it serious?"

Last time, she was allergic to beef and mutton, but this time, she had low blood sugar. He had never known that there were so many things he didn't know about Emelia. In the previous time, he only knew that his stomach was not good, so he naturally enjoyed her full care, but he didn't know that she actually needed to be taken care of. Seeing that he was a little nervous, the doctor gave a relaxed answer. "It's okay. Eat three meals a day on time. Obviously, she hasn't eaten well in her current situation." The doctor left after giving his instructions. Maisie took the initiative to say, "Mr. Hughes, please stay here and wait for Emelia to wake up. I'll go buy her something to eat." Julian nodded, gently closed the ward door, and left.

Not long after Maisie left, Emelia woke up from the hospital bed.

As soon as she opened her eyes, she saw Julian sitting next to her bed.

Thinking back to the scene before he had fainted, and how she had been hugged at the waist by Julian, Emelia instinctively closed her eyes again.

Why was she still here?

She didn't want to face him at all.

Even if she fainted, and he sent her to the hospital, it was time for him to go after she was fine, wasn't it?

Seeing that Emelia had opened and closed her eyes again, Julian couldn't help but snort.

He had always felt that she was dull and boring, but he didn't expect her to be so cute.

Staring at her delicate and elegant eyes, he poked her slowly. "Stop pretending if you wake up."

Emelia was speechless.

Therefore, how did she endure his temper in the past days?

He didn't even know how to say a nice word. It was lucky for her in the past three years that she hadn't been angered to death. Since she had been exposed, she had to open her eyes.

However, she politely said to him, "Thank you for sending me to the hospital, Mr. Hughes."

"

She thanked him and addressed him politely, which made Julian's mood worse.

He narrowed his eyes and glared at her unhappily. In order to avoid his sight, Emelia had to look away and sit up.

Originally, Julian had wanted to help out, but upon seeing that he was about to get up, Emelia immediately sat down.

After withdrawing his hand in embarrassment, he simply stood up. However, what he didn't know was that standing by the bed, he had unknowingly added a lot of psychological burden to Emelia, who was leaning against the hospital bed.

However, what he said after still carried some blame. "The doctor said that you were too tired. As far as I know, we didn't urge you to write this script, did we?"

Julian was annoyed that she was risking her life, because as an investor, he did not give her any time to kill her on this project and the script.

"Why the hell did she stay up late?"

Emelia pursed his lips and said nothing.

Did she want to finish this project as soon as possible and draw a clear line with him?

"Also, the doctor said that your low blood sugar is mostly because you haven't eaten on time." Thinking back to her delicate life in the past, he felt that it was incredible. "Emelia, weren't you someone who used to be very delicate and fond of life? Why are you so good at eating now?"

Emelia continued to remain silent. She didn't want to say anything more to him.

Before his repeated questions, the negative emotions in her heart were about to explode.

She was afraid that they would quarrel as soon as she spoke.

Actually, he didn't understand her at all.

First of all, as a screenwriter, in many times, the inspiration was sudden. When the inspiration came, she really did not care about anything when she wrote the script.

Secondly, she was very desperate for she wanted to live on.

If she could finish this script earlier, she could accept other scripts earlier so that she could gain more money.

"Wealth can give people a good and comfortable life, so that they can live a delicate and decent life." Julian could see that she had been ignoring him all along. In his anger, he coldly said these words, mocking her for being as naive and impulsive as to ask him for a divorce.

After listening to this, Emelia raised his face and looked at him, saying word by word seriously, "Money can indeed make people live an exquisite and decent life, but a marriage without love can also bring a devastating blow to a person."

"Because I've never been recognized and loved, I think I'm bad to the extreme. I even have an impulse to die."

"Since I feel so bad, I would rather to die. Anyway, no one will care about it and will feel distressed."

After these words, Emelia' eyes widened and s tried his best to suppress the bitterness in her eyes.

She was telling the truth, not exaggerating at all.

In the three years she had spent with Julian, she really wanted to end the dark moment of her life because she really couldn't find the value of her existence.

She had already tried her best to manage that marriage. She had taken out her full sincerity to stay with Julian and to treat his family and friends, but she still couldn't get any response from him. Once, she lay in the bathtub with the knife in her hand, but in the end, she calmed down.

After hearing what Emelia had said, Julian' eyes were filled with shock. He tightened his jaw and stared at her.

He didn't expect that his indifference to her at that time would bring such a wound to her heart, and she even wanted to end his life...

He...

Julian opened his mouth and wanted to say something, but he found that words seemed to be useless at this point.

At this time, Maisie knocked on the door and came in with the food she bought. When she noticed that there was something wrong with the atmosphere in the ward, she immediately looked at Julian. Could it be that my boss talked badly again and turned the atmosphere into this?

Maisie was a little tired.

The boss and Ezra Cantillo had been good friends for many years. How come he hadn't learned some tricks from Ezra to make girls happy?

Although Ezra was a playboy, he was considerate and gentle. This was why many women were still fascinated by him despite knowing that he was a playboy.

No matter what the final result would be, at least when a girl was with him, she was happy.

But her boss could choke people to death with just a word...

Maisie sighed silently in her heart. She stepped forward and took the initiative to say to Emelia, "Miss Jones, I bought you something to eat. Please take it." Emelia thanked her gratefully. "Thank you."

Emelia didn't even spare another glance at him, acting as though he didn't exist.

Julian turned around and walked to the window in anger. He pursed his lips and looked out of the window.

While Emelia was eating, Maisie kindly said to her, "You'd better not go back for the time being, or your brother will make trouble again."

Emelia was stunned for a moment, and then she responded gloomily, "Yes, I can't go back."

Taylor would definitely not let it go so easily. After the police took him away, they would probably only criticize and educate him. They would not take any harsh measures. He would definitely continue to look for her.