My Ex, Please Love Me Again

Emelia met his compelling gaze and asked him in return, “Wasn’t you unwilling either? Why did you marry me in the end?”

Julian’s expression paused for a moment, then he added, “Grandpa forced me to.”

Emelia lowered her eyes and said faintly, “So did I. My father and my brother forced me.”

He didn’t know why, but after hearing her answer, he felt very uncomfortable in his heart.

He stared at her quiet and beautiful face, her lowered eyes and long lashes, and he blurted out, “So all that you claim to love me is a lie?”

Emelia smiled at the words with hooked lips.

Julian probably never knew that she and he were university alumni.

He was a popular senior, a well-known alumnus and a successful businessman.

He was invited to speak at the school anniversary one year. He was a handsome, elegant man who easily caught the eyes of girls and made them fall in love with him.

Emelia was one of them, and she sat in the auditorium looking up at the radiant man.

In that year, there was a part of the school anniversary where Julian presented awards to outstanding students, and she was one of the students who received the award.

The man’s fingertips inadvertently brushed her hand when he handed her the trophy, and at that moment her heart thumped so fast. She completely fell for him.

But no matter how much she liked him, Emelia knew that Julian was way out of her league, so she only hid those feelings in the bottom of her heart.

When she was about to graduate in her senior year, she was drugged into a man’s bed by her father and brother, and only after she slept with him did she discover that the man was actually Julian.

It was the man who she had longed for, the man she adored, the man she had dreamed of marrying.

So, when her father and her brother went to the Hughes family to make a fuss about Julian marrying her, she did not reject it.

In fact, she could have run away if she didn’t want to, Nina had helped her find a way to escape, but because that man was Julian, she chose to stay and marry him.

She thought that when two people spend a lot of time together, love would grow over time.

She thought, using her heart to warm Julian’s heart, one day he would see that she loved him.

Only in the end, it didn’t end as she had hoped.

At this moment, Emelia’s heart was clam speaking of the past.

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So, after laughing, she looked up at Julian and said, word for word, “Yes, it’s a lie.”

“You didn’t love me, in fact I never loved you either, what I loved was the wealth and power of you and your family.”

The moment Emelia’s words fell, Julian’s hand instantly pinched her chin fiercely, his eyes seemed to spurt fire, “Finally admit your own hypocrisy? Finally admit that you are greedy for wealth?”

Emelia’s jaw was squeezed by him, so painful that tears sprang to her eyes at once.

Julian looked at her with red eyes, his heart inexplicably softened, and the hand squeezed her chin loosened.

But he didn’t expect her to say the harshest words with tears in her eyes: “Mr. Hughes, you have divorced me, so it’s okay to admit it.”

Julian even had the impulse to strangle her.

Hypocritical woman!

Damned liar!

Emelia walked around him and went up to open her own door, looking back at the stern-faced Julian and whisking him away, “Mr. Hughes, you’ve finished asking all the questions you need to ask, right? It’s getting late and I’m going to sleep.”

Julian turned away in a fit of anger and slammed the door of her house with a loud clang.

Emelia thought he was unbelievable, hadn’t she always been vain and greedy for wealth in his eyes? Now that she had admitted it, what was he so angry about?

She didn’t know why, but she suddenly had new inspiration for the script after such an exchange with Julian, and she rushed to the computer and sat down, tapping the keyboard quickly to jot down these new ideas.

The next morning when Emelia had just woken up, Viggo’s phone call came through, and Viggo asked her tentatively over the phone, “Did Julian go to you last night?”

Emelia was surprised. How did Viggo know that Julian had come to see her? After all, it was the middle of the night.

But she was honest, “Yes.”

Viggo asked again, “Did you make him angry?”

Emelia thought about the way Julian had flung the door and left last night and nodded, “It seems so, did something happen?”

Viggo sighed and said, “He approached me early in the morning and required to modify the script so that the male protagonist would live with his first love for the rest of his life and the royal consort was repudiated.”

Viggo added, “Because it had all been settled before, it was going to go ahead with this plot you’re conceiving now, but he suddenly wanted to modify it, so I’m wondering if you met last night after the dinner and then had a rather unpleasant falling out.”

Julian was too childish, wasn’t he? He even wanted to modify her script just because she annoyed him?

Viggo had a bit of a headache, “We’re too passive with him like this, I’ll go and talk to him personally, if we really can’t work together, then we quit.”

Although there would be many times when script modified happen during the creation of a show, it was rare to see a scriptwriter punished for personal matters like Julian did, and most importantly, this script modification he proposed was a complete overhaul, which was too challenging.

Emelia stopped Viggo, “Mr. Johansen, it’s not necessary.”

Emelia said as she ran to the study and turned on her computer, “I just happened to have a new script idea last night that happens to meet Mr. Hughes’s requirements, so I’ll sort it out and send it to you right away.”

Viggo was surprised, “Really? It’s the ending where the male protagonist and his first love stay together?”

Emelia replied casually, “Yes, I wrote the outline in one sitting last night and I will embellish it a bit more.”

Viggo couldn’t be happier. “So, Mr. Hughes deliberately makes things difficult for you, but it was easily defused by you?”

Emelia smiled playfully and responded, “You could say so.”

At the other end of the phone, Viggo couldn’t hold back a gloating laugh.

Oh dear, what a wonderful drama this would be! Viggo would die to see Julian’s face when he flung a brand-new script to Julian!

It was gonna be so satisfying.

To be honest, Viggo didn’t expect Julian to be so willful, making things difficult for Emelia at work because of a personal grudge with him, which was not Julian’s style at all, but Julian did do so.

He didn’t know what purpose Julian had, was he still in love with Emelia after the divorce? Or did he still dislike Emelia so much that he made things difficult for her?

Viggo felt that the former was more of a reason.