Love’s Cunning Ruse

Chapter 35

The hard impact sent Julie’s head smashing into the steering wheel, her forehead hit the horn hard, causing a piercing sound.

Ignoring the wound on her forehead, Julie quickly lifted her head. This was Adeline’s Ferrari!

Julie unbuckled her seat belt, opened the car door, and hastily checked the damage to both vehicles.

She couldn’t believe that the car she had hit was a black Rolls Royce Phantom Pinnacle Travel Collector’s Edition.

Talk about bad luck!

Julie’s heart dropped like a stone.

She took a deep breath. The car in front had already rolled down the window; now she could only rely on her sincerity to win sympathy.

With that thought, a bitter smile squeezed onto Julie’s face as she approached cautiously and went around to the driver’s side.

However, when she saw that the driver was Karl, Julie fell apart.

Her first instinct was to run.

However, Karl had already recognized her and politely called out. “Ms. Abraham?”

If Karl was in the car, then who was in the back seat? She didn’t even need to guess.

This wasn’t the route Kieran would take home. The reason she had chosen to rent a house here was to avoid bumping into him, since even seeing his car reminded her of their past that she desperately wanted to forget.

But even if it was out of the way, today, she inevitably bumped into him, or rather, his car. Content provided by NôvelDrama.Org.

Seeing Julie standing blankly outside the window, Karl kindly reminded her. “I’ll call the insurance company.”

Julie stood there dumbfounded, only when Karl dialed the number did she suddenly remember. “This car isn’t mine…”

“Using someone else’s car to hit me, Joyce, you’ve really done it this time.” Kieran took the opportunity while Julie and Karl were talking and opened the car door.

His magnetic voice in the dark night was like a fine, aged red wine and was soothing to the ear.

Julie glanced at Kieran. He was wearing her favorite white shirt, and his handcrafted Italian shoes shined brightly; only his usually meticulous hair looked a bit messy.

He reached out, tugged at the tie around his neck, then casually closed the car door and leaned against it.

A strong smell of alcohol overwhelmed her.

Kieran was drunk, and this was the first time Julie had ever seen him like this..

Because the man she knew was a man with astonishing self–control and tolerance for alcohol. Julie had known him for many years and had never seen

him drunk.

After getting drunk, he softly called her by her nickname, Joyce.

Sorrow was greater than heartbreak, and fading love was most afraid of rekindling.

Julie didn’t know how long she could stand looking at Kieran like this, so she turned to look at Karl and said, “This car isn’t mine; I’ll call the owner to

come over!”

She knew she could only trouble Adeline with this. Whatever she owed Adeline in the future, she would repay with everything she had.

Julie took out her phone and found Adeline’s number, which she had just saved before leaving.

Just as she was about to make the call, a slender hand suddenly snatched the phone from her hand and accurately handed it to Karl.

Adeline’s happy voice came from the phone. “Has Ms. Abraham safely arrived home?”

Karl responded, “Not very safe”

Looking at Julie standing still, Kieran suddenly grabbed her hand and asked, “Where do you live?”

Julie subconsciously glanced in the direction of her home, then immediately realized she shouldn’t have and quickly looked away.

However, Kieran still caught this small movement.

He grabbed her hand and walked towards her home.