My ex-husband is in love with me (FULL)
Chapter 356 You Can Hit Me

"You..." Emelia was not good at arguing, and she didn't know how to retort to Julian's annoying speech.

"Why are you so upset? I should be the furious one." Julian grunted.

He was hopping mad.

How dare she suspect him to be unfaithful?

He would never commit infidelity.

Gosh. He just had to vent his anger.

Thinking of this, he had already pressed her in his arms, kissing her hard.

Biting her soft lips, he enjoyed the proper kiss.

Emelia struggled to get rid of him. Was he crazy? They had split up; let alone they were in front of Maisie's apartment where people would pass by anytime.

It was embarrassing to cuddle and kiss here in the daytime.

"I'm not shameless like you!" Emelia scolded with a blush and ran away when he let her go.

However, Julian pulled her back straight in the car before she left no two steps.

"Get in. Take you home." Julian fastened her seatbelt, which was the same as indirectly locking her in the car.

Emelia refuted, "I'll take a taxi."

Julian bent to press her, narrowing his eyes, "Not satisfied with the kiss? Do you want to be kissed until your legs are too weak to walk?"

Emelia's eyes widened at Julian's words, "How can you say so?"

"Shameless?" Julian had no intention to introspect. Instead, he came over to her and said in her ear, "I can say much more dirty talk. You have seen it before, right?" Emelia didn't answer.

Her pretty face instantly turned red as she pushed him away, "Just hurry up and drive."

She refused to talk with this blatant guy.

She wondered if he was aware of their break-up.

Seeing that she was obedient, Julian didn't tease her anymore and sat up straight to drive.

"Go home first to have a change and break, and then have lunch with Arthur's mother before leaving for Anstonburg," Julian told her as he drove.

"We?" Emelia was confused, "You're going with me?"

Julian grunted, "Do you think it is only for you?"

Only when she was well taken care of could he live happily, so this was not her own business from the beginning.

Knowing he was stubborn, she said in a low voice averting her eyes, "You don't have to be with me. You are busy."

It was not that Emelia repulsed him, but she felt pity for him.

Since Maisie was gone, he had lost his capable assistant, so his workload was immediately over, but he insisted on accompanying her to Anstonburg.

Besides, he had just returned from the Capital the night before yesterday, and he had been running around with her recently.

She couldn't bear to see him exhausted.

After all, she still loved him.

"Indeed, but I have to care about both my family and career, even though I am busy." Julian picked up her subject.

"Family?" Emelia blinked and then became irritated with her mercy for him just now was gone.

Who was his family? Couldn't he just stop blurring the line between them all the time?

Emelia stopped talking and looked out.

Julian didn't bother her after she arrived home

She first did shower, changed her clothes, and then called Vincent to tell him that Arthur had introduced a doctor.

Of course, Vincent knew that Arthur was helping Emelia for Julian's sake. Still, he insisted that Emelia see that doctor because he didn't want her to miss out on the glimmer of hope.

She wouldn't have to suffer so much if she were cured.

After ending the call with Vincent, Emelia received a message from Julian, "Get ready to leave."

Emelia hurriedly went downstairs, surprisingly seeing Julian sit leisurely on the sofa in her living room.

Then she remembered that she had told him the door password, so he could naturally get in. She needed to set a new one.

Julian had got up and walked over before Emelia was about to say something.

Taking her into his arms, he gazed at her with distant eyes and asked, "Don't you miss our life together here at all? How dare you leave so firmly?"

He had a life-and-death experience on Avonsor Hill when she said she decided to split up, which gave him a double strike.

He wouldn't have fainted on the spot if he hadn't been mad.

"No." Emelia denied deliberately, trying to get him sober.

Was he going to clean up their mess now?

However, Julian wasn't angry at her. Instead, he poked the left side of her chest, accusing, "Your heart is so hard. Is it made of stone?"

Julian said helplessly with a touch of heartache hidden within his indulgence and pampering of her.

He condoned her to leave, to scold, and hurt him.

A stabbing pain came through Emelia's chest, hurting her so much that her tears instantly welled up.

They were now completely reversed. She used to condone him being cold, failing her, but now she was the evil one.

Her sad look startled Julian.

"I..." He just vented his frustration, not expecting her to cry.

Besides, he was not that mean.

"I'm sorry. I shouldn't say that." Without hesitation, he apologized, thinking that he had better ponder before saying next time.

His immediate sorry made Emelia feel even more apologetic with her tears rolled down.

Julian was flustered and hurriedly wiped her tears after freezing for a moment. "You can hit me. Don't cry, please."

His heart broke when her tears dropped.00000