My Ex, Please Love Me Again

Emelia didn’t expect Julian to say sorry, but she accepted calmly. “Fine, I accepted your apology.”

Then she asked, “Could you please bring me back?”

Her attitude annoyed Julia again, who was initially furious with Yvonne and Caroline.

But Emelia looked as if she was an outsider.

Seeing that he was angry, she took out her phone and decided to leave herself.

“It’s okay. I will hail a taxi.”

Not soon, she was grabbed by Julian.

He was going to tell her to get in his car. Unfortunately, he forced a little because of his anger, and Emelia wore stilettos, so her foot sprained with his pull.

Seeing she was too painful to stand, Julian immediately held her, frowned and asked, “What’s wrong?”

Since Emelia was wearing an evening dress and Julian held her arm with one hand and her slender waist with the other, he was nervous when touching her delicate skin.

Emelia had no time to care about his subtle change but looked at her foot. “It seems that I’ve sprained my ankle.”

Julian was speechless.

How a lucky dog he was to make her ankle twist with just a pull.

He used to break her heart, but now he was starting to hurt her physically.

“Sorry. I pulled too hard.”

He found himself getting used to making apologies.

After that, he hugged her and said worriedly, “I will take you to hospital.”

Emelia was frightened and awkward by his moves. “I can walk. Put me down.”

She could walk to his car, which was not far away.Belongs to NôvelDrama.Org - All rights reserved.

She was so embarrassed to be held by her ex-husband, wearing a dress with little cloth.

But Julian insisted.

After putting her in the car, Julian half squatted down and gently held her ankle to check.

His hand touched her so warmly that Emelia felt so shy with it.

She cringed with embarrassment and took back her foot. “Let the doctor see it.”

“What are you shy about?” Julian said while rubbing her ankle.

She hoped that he would not say something like, “I have seen you naked, let alone your ankle.”

Luckily, he didn’t. After that, he just glanced at her profoundly and drove the car.

After a short while, Heather called Julian.

Perhaps Caroline was already home and told her about it.

Therefore, Julian took the initiative, “Mom, Caroline is unforgivable. It is the most merciful solution for her to go abroad.”

Heather was tongue-tied but tried her best. “She is impetuous for a while. Otherwise, I tell her to apologize to Emelia.”

“It’s too late.” Julian was indifferent.

Could apologies save his marriage?

He held back his anger and said, “Besides, mom, you actually think she is on the spur of the moment. You really spoil her. It’s not suitable for you to live together.”

“Julian!” Heather was annoyed. “I am your mom!”

“You want me to die?”

“Is everyone will be fine if I die?”

Julian was upset. He didn’t expect Heather would be like this for protecting Caroline.

Did she consider his feelings?

Yvonne and Caroline had done such things leading to his divorce, but now Heather was standing by Caroline.

Was he just a tool in her heart to bring her wealth?

Thinking of this, he said impatiently, “She has to be punished since she makes mistakes.”

Then he hung up, ignoring Heather’s hysteria.

It was depressing in the car due to the call.

Emelia comforted, “It’s all over. You don’t have to treat Caroline like this.”

“It’s not over. Instead, it just begins.” Julian shouted.

Seeing him annoyed, Emelia kept silent.

Whatever.

She called Viggo. “Mr. Johansen, sorry that I can’t be back. My ankle twisted.”

Viggo was concerned. “How did it happen? Are you okay? Where are you? I come to you.”

“I’m okay. It’s not a big deal. Mr… Mr. Hughes is taking me to the hospital.”

Emelia called Julian “Mr. Hughes”. So formal.

Viggo was remorse. “Sorry. You are my companion, but I haven’t protected you.”

Hearing this, Emelia was a little awkward. “It’s my fault.”

Viggo sighed, “Then tell me immediately when you finish checking in the hospital.”

Emelia answered.

After hanging up, ignoring the awkward aura in the car, she looked out of the car window.

They rarely sat in the same car when they were together before.

They live separately except when they visit grandpa or family gatherings.

He took efforts in the workplace, whereas she enjoyed her small world at home alone.

They seemed to be strangers when being outside the home.

He never admitted her to the public, let alone brought her to any public banquets.

He hid her because he didn’t take her seriously.

Julian was about to hug her when they arrived at the hospital, but Emelia refused.

She didn’t want to be the focus in the crowded.

“Borrow a wheelchair, or I can hop there.” She moved her sprained foot while speaking.

As long as it was not that serious, she would hop.

Julian was speechless. “Hop?”

Well, she bent over backwards for avoiding him hugging her.