There He Is Again My Ex Husband

Chapter 172

Because Vincent took Emelia out for a walk, it was almost 11 o'clock in the evening when Emelia returned to the hotel.

The moment she got out of the car, she saw Julian standing in front of the hotel gate. She was shocked and stared at him in disbelief. "Why, why are you here?"

There was a disapproving look on Julian's face. Although he couldn't get in touch with Emelia, he could find the hotel and room she lived in.

Without any hesitation, he chose to stay here. The first thing he did after putting down his luggage was to knock on the door of her room, but no one answered for a long time.

So he had to wait outside the hotel. He didn't expect that she would not come back until 11 o'clock.

It could be imagined how bad Julian's mood was. He was worried. She was a young and beautiful girl. She went out with a man she had only met twice and came back in the middle of the night. Wasn't she afraid of being assaulted?

Vincent, who was in the car, also saw Julian. Vincent greeted him lightly, "Mr. Hughes, what a coincidence!"

Ever since Vincent found out that Julian was the ex-husband of Emelia and that Caroline was his younger sister, he did not have a good impression of the Hughes Family.

However, he had a new book cooperation project with Julian, so he greeted him out of basic courtesy.

If Vincent had known before signing the contract that Julian's entire family treated Emelia like this, he definitely wouldn't have cooperated with him.

"What a coincidence." I wonder what Mr. Longerich wants to do by sending a young girl back so late at night?"

Emelia stared angrily at Julian. What the hell was he talking about? Did he know that his words were very rude to Vincent?

In the car, Vincent laughed instead, "Mr. Hughes, you're overthinking it. I just took her out for a meal and then showed her around the city, to let her get familiar with the environment here." Ccontent © exclusive by Nô/vel(D)ra/ma.Org.

Vincent turned to ask Julian, "But I wonder, why did you question me about this?"

He was implying that, as Emelia's ex-husband, he was in no place to asked Vincent about such a matter.

Julian was choked by Vincent's words and felt a bit irritated.

He turned to look at Emelia and said, "Let's talk."

After he said that, he grabbed her by the arm and was about to pull her away. He objected to his behavior of taking her straight away.

She had not said goodbye to Vincent yet. Besides, he inexplicably appeared here and got angry for no reason. She felt that it was unreasonable.

Vincent was furious when he saw how rude Julian was. He got out of the car and stopped the car. He said in a deep voice, "Let her go!"

Julian clenched his fists and looked at Vincent coldly. The atmosphere between the two instantly became tense.

Emelia didn't want two big shots like Julian and Vincent to quarrel at the entrance of the hotel. It was not good for anyone to see them.

So she looked at Julian and said, "We can talk, but let me go first."

Only then did Julian let go of her. Emelia said to Vincent, "Uncle Longerich, go back first. Don't worry about me."

Uncle Longerich?

Hearing Emelia address Vincent in such a manner, Julian's anger immediately rose again.

"You're already divorced. What's there to talk to him about?" Vincent glanced at Julian. "Besides, look at him. How can I rest assured to let you talk to him?"

Julian's lips curled into a half smile as he retorted unceremoniously, "So is Mr. Longerich reassuring enough?"

At this moment, Julian completely forgot what Ezra said to him and asked him to be careful not to offend Vincent.

When he knew that Vincent had taken Emelia out for hours at night, and that Emelia was calling Vincent "uncle", he couldn't care less about whether he would offend him or not.

Vincent was very angry with Julian's words. Emelia quickly stepped forward to comfort him. "Calm down."

"It's too late. You go back first. I'll call you if something happens." Emelia and Vincent promised, "This is your territory. I think he can't do anything to me."

For the first time, it was too late, and for the second time, it was not good to be seen by others.

After she comforted him again and again, Vincent glared at Julian, turned around, and got in the car to leave.

As soon as Vincent's car disappeared from his sight, Julian stepped forward and pulled Emelia away.

He took her to a quiet place in the hotel garden, suppressed the fire, and scolded her, "Emelia, do you have a brain? Vincent said that he would accept you as his adopted daughter, and you agreed? He took you out in the middle of the night and you just followed him?"

Emelia couldn't tell him her inexplicable trust in Vincent. She just shook her wrist that was in pain and said lightly, "What does this have to do with you?"

Julian was choked. Just as he was about to open his mouth to say something, Emelia sneered, "Julian, you came all the way from Riverside City just to preach at me and quarrel with me?"

As soon as Emelia did say these words, fire which he had been suppressing for the entire night was lit. He took a step forward and pushed her against the wall. Narrowing his eyes, he said in a dangerous voice, "Why do you think I've come all the way here overnight?"

Julian pressed on, step by step. Emelia turned her eyes and said, "How would I know what you're thinking?"

Julian gritted his teeth and growled, "I'm worried about you!"

For some reason, Emelia didn't want to face Julian's confession, so she raised her hand, trying to push him away.

She had never believed in Julian's so-called love and concern for her, but after he said so many times, she actually believed him.

Julian simply held her hands and looked down at her with a sigh. "I'm really worried about you and miss you very much. I can't accept that I can't see you for a few days, so I followed you."

Before he saw her, he had always thought that he was just worried about her. But when he saw her, he suddenly realized that he couldn't helping following her, because he missed her and he couldn't leave her.

She had never disappeared from his sight for more than a day since he had made his mind on her.

All kinds of emotions were swirling in Julian's heart. He couldn't help leaning down, attempting to kiss her.

He had been worried for a whole night. He just wanted to do it now.

In a hurry, Emelia pulled out her hand and slapped him angrily.

Was he addicted to kissing?

He had kissed her once at her home, and now here again?

Emelia felt that she needed to be tougher, or else he'd be more and more over the line.

Julian, who had been slapped in the face, stood where he was and didn't get angry at all. Instead, he went to pull Emelia's hand without any temper. "I'm sorry, I was wrong."

"I can't help but..."

Emelia didn't want to talk to him. She shook off his hand and quickly ran to the hotel lobby.

Julian didn't follow up because he had other important things to do.