There He Is Again, My Ex-Husband (Julian and Amelia)

Chapter 54 Love Destroys Love

Emelia thought Julian would simply walk past her and enter the door, but instead Julian turned his head

and instructed David, "You can go back."

David turned to walk away after handing the bag in his hand to Julian.

Emelia and Julian were the only two people left in the entrance, and there was quiet for a while. From NôvelDrama.Org.

Emelia could feel Julian's eyes falling on her face, she looked up at him, saying calmly, "I've got the

photo albums, thank you for keeping them for me."

After thanking him, she added, "I'll go first."

When she finished, she looked down and intended to leave, Julian extended his long legs and blocked

her way again.

Emelia looked at him in confusion as Julian placed the bag in his hand on a nearby cabinet and then

took a step closer to her.

Emelia didn't expect him to approach suddenly and instinctively took a step back.

Because she was still holding two thick photo albums in her hands, she lost her footing for a moment

and fell onto the wide bench behind her.

Julian took the opportunity to lean over, his tall figure enveloping her.

Emelia admitted that when she met Julian at such close quarters, with her eyes full of the man's

handsome, deep brows, her heart still beat faster, but she would not fall for him anymore.

Because she knew exactly how bitter and painful it was to love him, so she would do well to keep her

sanity.

Julian's hand caressed her delicate cheek with impunity and said meaningfully, "Emelia, after so long

playing hard to get, it's time to end."

Emelia asked, baffled, "What?"

Julian's thumb landed on her soft lips, rubbing them gently as he whispered, "I say, you've been playing

the come-and-get-me in front of me for so long since you returned, you can end it now."

"You've made it, I'm quite interested in you now, my ex-wife."

If last second Emelia was still in a trance over Julian's sudden tenderness, then this moment his words

were like a pot of cold water pouring down on her head, instantly chilling her to the bone.

She didn't just come to her senses; she was shaking with anger.

She drew the line with him over and over again, but he thought she was playing lustful game?

It turned out that a year after the divorce, she was still a person who played tricks in his mind.

But who gave him the confidence to think that she still loved him and wanted to return to him?

The tears in her eyes gathered more and more because of her aggression and anger, but she held

them back in order to maintain her last dignity.

She stared at Julian's face full of confidence and curled her lips up in mock disbelief as she asked,

"You think I'm luring you?"

"Aren’t you?" Julian said with certainty, "Nina's agent issued a statement for her, saying that you and

Nina each have an excellent man you like in your hearts, and there is no homosexual preference in you

two."

Emelia was stunned and lowered her eyes and took out her mobile phone.

The news was on the trending list with a conspicuous title.

A statement from Sherlyn in response to the rumored affair with Nina in the morning was: "Nina and the

female who was photographed are very, very good friends and have a deep friendship that had been

established since high school. Besides, they each have an excellent gentleman that they adore. So

please stop spreading rumors. If there are people who continue to spread rumors and cause trouble,

they will be held accountable according to law."

It turned out that Julian's confidence came from this passage.

She had believed that Sherlyn would handle the matter well.

But to her surprise, this statement made Julian think that she still liked him.

Putting away her phone, Emelia raised her eyes to look at the man in front of her again, a mocking glint

flashed across her eyes, "So, you think that excellent man I'm in love with, is you?"

The mockery in her eyes caused Julian to frown in slight displeasure, "Isn't it?"

Emelia denied it dryly, "Of course not!"

She met his gaze, her eyes clear and determined, "There are so many wonderful men around me, so

why should I seek my own abuse by liking an ex who despised me and hurt me?"

Julian's face instantly hardened and he was embarrassed.

He had always been proud and conceited, and he had already suspected that she was still in love with

him, a suspicion he reinforced after reading Sherlyn's statement.

So he insisted on leaving the hospital despite the doctor's objections and rushed home to meet her.

But now she was determined to say that she did not like him and that he was just an ex.

He remembered what she had once said she would never go back to him, and instantly his anger

dominated his head.

As if to punish her for her eloquence, he lifted her chin and kissed her hard, then pinned her against the

wall behind him, tossing and turning her soft lips.

He was furious and Emelia felt her lip being bitten hard.

But for her, who was now desperately trying to clear her relationship with Julian, his kiss was a heart-

breaking humiliation for her.

She didn't know where she got the strength, but she pushed the man kissing her away, and her tears

flew down her face in the end.

Julian's stomach was still upset, so when she pushed him, he stumbled a few steps and hit his back on

the corner of the table next to him, causing him to break out in cold sweat.

He stood there with a gloomy face, hands on his hips, his gaze like burning flames.

Regardless of his expression, Emelia raised her hand to wipe her tears, took her photo albums and

stood up.

"Julian, whoever I fall for in the future, it's not gonna be you, never."

"Between us, love is ruined, and that's the end of it."

With that, she ran out crying with the albums in her arms.

Julian stood with his jaw tensed, irritated and frustrated at the same time.

He had read her script outline and synopsis and knew that she was a great writer, but he had no idea

that her words were spoken profoundly.

This was the very end of their relationship.

She was really desperate.

It was only at this moment that he was finally able to confirm that she didn't love him anymore, and that

she wasn't lusting after him, that she really wanted to draw a line with him.

Everything was nothing more than his proud, conceited and self-righteous speculation.

Emelia took a taxi back to her flat with the photo albums in her arms, and she cried the whole way.

After deciding to divorce Julian and the complete divorce, she had never cried so much.

She was angry at the thought of what Julian had said about her lusting after her.

Surely he didn't know that his first love once had faked a pregnancy to force her to divorce him.

Surely he didn't know that this rumor between her and Nina this morning was planned by his first love.

Fuck that scheming bitch!

For the first time in more than twenty years, Emelia felt the urge to curse.

When she got home, Emelia washed her face and sat down in front of the computer to focus on her

writing, her heart suddenly filled with a great deal of motivation.

She wanted to turn her grief and anger into strength, she wanted to become a great success in

screenwriting, she wanted to trample Julian's pride and arrogance under her feet.