Elias Langley glanced in that direction for two seconds, then smiled lightly, "I’ve eaten raw at in the jungle, unwashed. Can that compare with you?"
Juliana Jacobs was stunned by his words.
Elias’s smile broadened, "With fried rice this fragrant, why are we competing over who’s more ’wild’?"
This al didn’t have The Azure Pavilion’s servers in golden brocade robes serving dishes, nor gold-rimd stable bowl plates.
Yet, he even finished off the pickles sent by the owner.
Juliana should have felt upset, but after the al, her mind actually cald down.
Afterward, Elias drove her to the entrance of her residential area, but she didn’t imdiately get out of the car.
"What, reluctant to leave ?" he asked half-jokingly.
Juliana felt a bit embarrassed, "Can you take back to The Valeron Restaurant? My car is still parked there."
She shook the car keys in her hand.
Instead, Elias took the keys away.
"I’ll pick you up tomorrow morning."
"But..." Juliana hesitated, "I haven’t thought it through yet."
Elias smiled gently, "Can’t we even be friends?"
His deanor was composed, without any oppressive sense of entitlent brought on by his status.
Juliana looked at him, her heart slightly stirred.
From the first ti they t, he had always given her space to choose, and it was still the sa now.
Being in a high position yet maintaining this respect was hard not to be moved by for any woman.
"Then... see you tomorrow."
She lowered her head and got out of the car, and Elias grabbed her hand.
Gently, but with enough force to make Juliana stop.
The man cast a sincere gaze at her, "I promise I’ll handle my matters, and what about yours?"
Is it about divorcing Evan Grant?
For a mont, Juliana felt a bit confused, "It should be soon."
After saying that, she pulled her hand away and quickly walked into the residential area.
It wasn’t until her figure disappeared behind the porch that Elias started the car and slowly drove away.
Not far away, a Maybach sat silently under the shadow of the plane tree.
Evan sat inside the car, a cigarette between his fingers with a long ash trailing off.
He watched the scene just now through the car window.
The hint of shyness on Juliana’s face stung his eyes.
The reflection in the car window showed his taut jawline, and the air inside was filled with a cold silence...
The next day, afraid that Elias would arrive too early, Juliana got up half an hour earlier than usual, prepared herself, and waited for his call.
Just then, the doorbell at ho rang.
She picked up her bag and opened the door, only to find Evan standing there.
Juliana’s smile froze.
"What, seeing makes you lose your smile?"
Instinctively, Juliana wanted to close the door, but he reached out to stop it, squeezing himself inside, pushing closer to her.
Juliana retreated repeatedly until she bumped into the sofa, about to fall over.
In a swift move, Evan was in front of her, pulling her into his embrace.
However, his ultimate intention wasn’t to stabilize her, but to hold her waist tight and tumble into the sofa with her.
Panicking, Juliana struggled, but he held her shoulder with one hand and suddenly lifted her pant leg with the other.
"No, let go!"
Juliana was so frightened that she kicked and punched him without hesitation.
Evan montarily lost focus and took a punch to the face.
But he wasn’t angry. Instead, he pinned her hands down and said in a low voice, "Stay still, let see where you fell yesterday?"
Juliana’s eyelashes grew moist, gritting her teeth, she said, "So early, not staying in bed with your sister, coming here playing the nice guy? You’re filthy, let go of !"
Evan laughed at her last words, "Jealous?"
There’s no communicating with soone ntally sick.
Juliana turned her face away, refusing to look at him.
Evan forcibly turned her face back, making her look at him.
"Do you like Elias Langley?" His eyes were gentle, but his voice was very cold.
Juliana couldn’t shake off his hand, through clenched teeth she spat out four words, "None of your business!"
Evan’s voice got even colder, "From what I know, he’s married."
Juliana retorted angrily, "Then great! Being with him, no one bears any burden!"
"Juliana!"
His grip on her cheeks tightened, eyes filled with suppressed pain.
"You clearly know everything, why can’t you give a bit more ti? How can he possibly know you better, care for you more than I do?"
"What do I know?" Juliana forcefully argued, "All I know is the pain you’ve caused ti and again for others. Evan, I was blind to ever like you. Now I hate you, wish you’d disappear this instant!"
Evan suddenly stopped.
So she hated him like this, yet hate is the flipside of love!
After a mont, the anger in his eyes faded, he let go, even gently helping her sit properly.
"You still like , don’t you?"
Juliana shrunk on the sofa, looking away, refusing to answer him.
But Evan laughed, "My Juliana wouldn’t do anything foolish. You hate every ti I chose soone else and hurt you, so you’re using Elias Langley to provoke . Once I sort everything out, you’ll co back to , right?"
At this point, the doorbell rang again.
This ti, it must be Elias Langley.
Since her phone was on vibrate, he’d called multiple tis, but she didn’t answer, so he must have co himself.
Juliana imdiately stood to open the door, but Evan pulled her back.
"Think carefully about what you really want, before deciding whether to answer the door!"
Juliana was caught off guard by his words.
So is he here today to handle divorce proceedings?
Outside, Elias waited for ten seconds, hearing no sound from within.
He was about to call soone to handle the situation when the door suddenly opened a crack.
"Mr. Langley," Evan’s clothes were disheveled, eyes full of mockery, "this early, my wife is still asleep, do you need sothing from her?"
Elias hid the surprise in his eyes, looking calmly at him, "What have you done to her?"
Evan laughed, "She’s my wife, I couldn’t possibly harm her. Isn’t it inappropriate for you, a married man, to care so much about another man’s wife?"
Elias remained unfazed, eyes steady, "Let her co out and speak."
The two n, separated by a crack in the door, locked eyes, the atmosphere suddenly tense.
Evan chuckled.
The door slowly opened wider, and he stepped aside, allowing a glimpse of Juliana. Her
Her hair was slightly disheveled, clothes... very wrinkled.
These traces of struggle could an sothing else to Elias.
But Juliana had no way of explaining it to him now.
"Mr. Langley, you should leave... my husband is here, my matters... are none of your concern."
Elias pressed down all the turmoil in his eyes.
"Are you really okay?" he still wasn’t reassured.
"I’m fine." Juliana said, surprisingly calm.
"Sorry to disturb."
No questioning, no lingering.
He turned and headed to the elevator, his retreating figure composed and crisp.
After closing the door, Juliana restrained her emotions and asked Evan, "Are you satisfied?"
Evan brushed against her face, "Of course."
Soone as proud as Elias, having been humiliated like that, would never turn back.
Even if there was so attraction between him and Juliana, it should now be thoroughly crushed, scattered to nothingness.
What Evan wanted was to personally break off any potential romances for her, leaving only himself.
Yet, Juliana pushed him away, her restraint evident as she said, "Can you leave now?"
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