Refusing To Divorce (Julia and Harry)
Refusing 124

Chapter 124

"You don't have to admit it. Harry reached out and took Julia's hand affectionately. I already know it's you."

Julia seemed startled. She quickly withdrew her hand and turned to walk away, as if fleeing in panic. She didn't dare to look back, fearing that Harry would notice her embarrassment, nervousness, and the blush on her face.

If she understood correctly, did Harry confess to her?

But he never said he liked or loved her. She didn't dare to draw conclusions rashly, afraid that it would all be wishful thinking on her part. Otherwise, her expectations would be all for naught. She didn't want to experience the roller coaster of emotions again. She rushed back to her room. The butler, seeing her hurried expression, thought something serious had happened. Julia vaguely explained and returned to the room.

Their room had always been kept in the Wright mansion. Even if she hid in the room, she couldn't avoid meeting Harry again tonight in this room.

Back in her room, Julia's heart, which had been pounding madly, didn't calm down. She covered her heart. Harry's words seemed like a belated confession to her. She was excited and scared. She couldn't judge what Harry's words meant or whether he really liked her. She was restless. She hesitated for a long time before finally calling Valerie for advice. Valerie had become her emotional mentor, but Valerie didn't pick up the phone, so Julia had to give up.

When it came to matters of the heart, Julia was still somewhat clueless.

Half an hour later, the knock on the door startled Julia. She immediately stood up from her chair. Harry pushed the door open and entered. Seeing Julia's embarrassment, he couldn't help but smile.

Harry approached Julia in a good mood, but Julia stepped back. She was afraid that his approach would make her more flustered. She also realized that just a few words could make her all flustered. If this continued, Julia wouldn't be able to hide her inner secrets.

"Why did you run just now?" Harry asked directly.

Julia hesitated for a moment. After a while, she managed to utter "Need to pec."

At her words, Harry couldn't help but laugh. Indeed, it was Julia style, always unpredictable about what she would say next.

"The butler said Mom woke up and is fine. It's too late tonight, so let's go back tomorrow. The servants have cleaned the rooms." Pausing for a moment, Harry looked at Julia and said slowly. "Would you like to freshen up first, or should I go first

Julia wasn't ready to face Harry yet. Hearing that she could temporarily avoid facing him, she immediately rushed into the bathroom. Without even taking off her clothes, she turned on the shower, letting the cold water soak her hair and clothes. As the water temperature gradually rose, Julia began to feel a little warmer.

After Julia finished showering and stood in front of the mirror, she couldn't help but touch her face. She was different from when she was a child. Did Harry really remember her?

Then, someone knocked on the door. Julia was easily startled, and the sudden knocking sound startled her. She shivered, and the water from the open tap splashed onto her body, jolting her awake.

Harry asked, "Are you not done yet?"

Julia replied, "Almost

1/3

Chapter 124

Julia didn't dare to stay in the bathroom for too long. After lingering for a while, she slowly walked out. I'm done. You can go now."

Harry smiled and pretended not to notice the subtle expressions on Julia's face. When he entered the bathroom, Julia breathed a sigh of relief and sat in front of the dressing table. Si blow-dried her hair while reminiscing about what Harry had said to her tonight. She had always hoped that Harry would remember her, but when he actually did, she felt awkward again.

Julia sighed softly. In reality, she preferred clear confessions, which were more practical and easier to understand than speculating about Harry's thoughts.

What she feared most was being presumptuous, and misunderstanding Harry's intentions. If it were a misunderstanding, it would be fine. But she worried she might have misunderstood, so she went crazy expressing her feelings to Harry

As Julia lay on the bed, the thought of sharing the bed with Harry tonight made her nervous again. Although it was something they often did, tonight felt different.

When Harry came out, Julia already closed her eyes, feigning sleepiness. Harry couldn't help but take a few more glances at her sleeping face.

Approaching the bed, Harry adjusted the bedside lamp to the dimmest level, leaving just a faint glow. As he got into bed, Julia visibly shified. Harry frowned and moved more gently.

After Harry lay down, Julia silently turned over, facing away from him. Seeing this, Harry chuckled softly, wondering about something

The sound of the wind was shut out outside the window, and the quiet room was filled only with the even breaths of two people. Harry looked at Julia's back. Catching a whiff of her scem from her hair, he silently took a breath.

On this night of tangled emotions, Julia couldn't possibly fall asleep early. She pretended to sleep because she didn't know how to face Harry.

Harry gently shifted a little closer to Julia. Julia wanted to move but was afraid of being caught pretending to sleep by Harry.

Harry suddenly called out, "Julia."

Julia almost answered Harry, but she kept her eyes tightly shut, remaining silent.

Then, she heard Harry slowly say, "Actually, back in the garden tonight, I wanted to tell you that I like you."

This was the first time Julia had seen Harry being so straightforward. She slowly opened her eyes, listening to Harry's whisper near her ear. Her heart was racing, and she didn't even realize that her slightly trembling body had betrayed her. Seeing Julia's lack of reaction, Harry just chuckled softly after finishing speaking. He turned around, facing away from her.

Julia's world finally quieted down. So, she hadn't misunderstood Harry was confessing to her!

Julia didn't sleep well for the whole night. In a haze, as if she was alternating between reality and fantasy, causing her to wake up with a feeling of illusion. She felt like the words Harry whispered in her ear last night were just a dream. "You awake?" Harry's voice startled Julia. She almost kicked Harry off the bed as she sat up.