Seriously, How Did He Win My Heart

Chapter 138 Stormed Away

Julian remained unmoved and walked towards the boarding gate with his long legs.

Emelia didn't want to pull and push with him in public, so she could only let him carry her luggage.

Fortunately, because it was a short-distance business trip, they both brought small suitcases, which

were light and small. Otherwise, Emelia would not have dared to ask him to do this kind of physical

work.

Naturally, Julian would not take the economy class when he went out. However, there were only a few

seats in business class on short domestic flights, so they naturally met Yvonne and Harvey.

After the plane flew smoothly, Emelia put down the back of the chair and put on the blindfold to sleep.

In this way, she could not only get more sleep, but also avoid talking to Julian and Yvonne.

Emelia and Julian's seats were side by side. Behind the aisle was Yvonne's seat.

After sitting down, Yvonne kept looking at them, which made Emelia extremely annoyed.

Sleeping was the most suitable thing to do.

Julian did not lie down to rest, but still sat upright in his seat, working with the tablet.

Julian's tall figure blocked off the nearby Emelia, preventing Yvonne from spying on her many times.

In fact, Yvonne wanted to talk to Julian several times, but he didn't even look at her. Yvonne was so

infuriated.

Two hours of flight passed quickly. After landing on the ground, Emelia and Julian got into car to hotel.

But when they arrived at the hotel to check in, they bumped into Yvonne and Harvey.

Could this be a coincidence?

It was obvious that Yvonne had checked the address of Julian's residence and deliberately came to

angry them. Even Yvonne had checked their flight.

How could Julian possibly not have thought of something like this? However, he couldn't be bothered to

pay attention to them. After retrieving his room card, he instructed Emelia, "Clean up and eat later."

Emelia nodded.

However, Emelia didn't expect that what Julian meant by eating was to call room service and have the

dinner sent to the hotel room.

Julian knocked on the door and stood at the door of her room. He signaled to the sumptuous dining car

next to him and asked, "Are we eating in my room or your room?"

Emelia opened her mouth. She wanted to say that it wasn't appropriate to eat in anyone's room.

"It's getting late, so we can only eat in the hotel downstairs. Do you want to meet them again?" As he

spoke, he motioned for the waiter to push the dining car into Emelia's room.

Now that he was in such a state, what else could Emelia say?

She had no choice but to wash her hands and sit down at the round dining table to have dinner face to

face with Julian.

Thanks to Julian, she was able to live in a luxurious suite this time. It was no different from a two-

bedroom, big and spacious.

After serving the dishes, the waiter left. Julian also ordered a bottle of red wine. Clearly, Emelia didn't

want to drink it.

Julian insisted on pouring her a glass of wine. "Aren't you very drinkable?"

Emelia explained, "There's something important tomorrow. I don't want to waste my time drinking."

In fact, she didn't want to drink with Julian. It was too late for her and her ex-husband to drink in the

hotel room.

Moreover, she now had a boyfriend to outside.

Julian glanced at her and said, "I think you can drink all the bottle."

For a moment, Emelia was speechless. She didn't know if he was praising her or mocking her.

In order not to embarrass him, Emelia raised her wine cup and took a small sip.

Just after they ate a few mouthfuls, Emelia's cell phone rang with the sound of a video call. It was

naturally Viggo's call.

Taking into account the fact that Julian was sitting in front of her, Emelia grabbed her phone and walked

into the bedroom to pick it up. Julian's good mood instantly disappeared.

Along the way, he was immersed in the joy of getting along with Emelia alone. Viggo's phone call

instantly reminded him that Emelia was now Viggo's girlfriend. Obviously, he could be in a bad mood.

"Have you had dinner?" Viggo asked Emelia gently on the phone.

Viggo knew that Emelia was on a business trip with Julian, because Emelia had told him before she set

off.

This was business, but also a big deal. Viggo obviously showed his understanding.

"I'm eating." After thinking for a while, Emelia said, "Eat with Mr. Hughes in my room."

Viggo chuckled in a low voice. "Emelia, you don't have to report this to me. After all, I'm just your

nominal boyfriend."

Viggo added, "And I also believe that you won't do anything to Julian."

Emelia was very touched by Viggo's trust and consideration. Then they talked about a few things about

the meeting face to face tomorrow. Viggo told Emelia to relieve and said that Emelia would definitely

succeed.

When Emelia came out of the bedroom, there were smiles on her lips.

However, those smiles broke Julian's heart. She flew over from Riverside City with him. Along the way,

she did not smile at him. Even if she did, she still smiled politely and distantly.

But at this moment, her smiles were truly sincere. It could be seen that she was very happy to be with

Viggo.

Julian turned his eyes away and raised his head to drink up the wine in his glass.

Emelia put away her phone, walked over, and sat down. When she saw the empty bottle in front of her,

she was shocked.

"You drank all the wine?" Emelia asked the man opposite her in surprise.

He didn't have much dinner. But he drank up a bottle of wine.

Did he forget that he had a weak stomach?

Julian didn't hide it. He stared at Emelia and said faintly, "I'm not in a good mood. So, I accidentally

drank too much."

Emelia was a little speechless. Why did his tone sound so sad?

Was it because she picked up Viggo's call?

Well.

Emelia ignored him and picked up her fork and knife to continue eating.

Seeing that Emelia ignored him, Julian's mood got even worse. He simply reached out and grabbed the

wine glass in front of her, then raised his head and drank it.

Emelia was so shocked that she almost jumped up. Why did he drink her wine?

It would have been fine if she hadn't drunk it, but she had just taken a few sips!

He…

Emelia was so angry that she didn't know what to say. She wouldn't quarrel, nor was she good at

quarreling.

Julian saw her anger and explained as if nothing had happened, "You're not drinking it anyway."

Only now did Emelia finally say something. She protested angrily, "But that's my wine!"

Julian raised his eyebrows. "So what?"

So what?

Emelia gave a wry smile. He was too shameless! NôvelD(ram)a.ôrg owns this content.

While Emelia was angry, Julian suddenly stood up and said unhappily, "I don't wanna eat anymore."

After that, he turned and left.

Emelia was speechless.

What was he doing?

She should be the one who was angry, shouldn't she?

Why did he get to be the one that stormed away?