Chapter 950 - 942: Once as Husband and Wife (1_3)

Chapter 950: Chapter 942: Once as Husband and Wife (1_3)

Strangely, she thought of the blood on the sheets when she woke up that day.

It was her first time.

After a few seconds of silence, he asked again, "Do you need me to take responsibility?"

"Of course not."

With that, May boldly walked over, pretending to be casual as she patted his shoulder, looking like someone who’s been through this: "Hey, it’s something everyone understands, we’re adults now, no need to be so awkward, am I right?"

Julian Eames: "..."

May chuckled again, casually saying, "Besides, your service that night was quite strong, so don’t wear that worried face."

Julian Eames said, "I can take responsibility."

Upon hearing his serious statement, May’s hand froze in mid-air.

Damn!

What is this situation?

Hurriedly she said, "Are you deaf? I’ve already said that it’s over, I don’t want you to take responsibility, let’s just treat it like a dream, no need to bring it up again."

Julian Eames looked at her as if he was something she desperately wanted to get rid of.

The experience was new to him.

He became somewhat displeased: "What’s done is done, what do you mean by a dream?"

May rubbed her forehead, expressing great frustration: "Are you out of your mind? I’m letting you off the hook here, you should be smiling happily instead of asking so many questions, I’m the woman here, what I say goes."

Julian Eames: "..."

May turned to leave, halfway through she stopped, worried, and looked back to see if he was following her, with a face of warning: "Don’t follow me, from today on, that night is behind us, there’s nothing between us, got it?"

Julian Eames narrowed his eyes and scrutinized her, saying nothing.

May saw his silence and assumed he agreed, feeling relieved, she quickly left.

Yet, Julian Eames simply chuckled, with a hint of fondness and some helplessness.

It seems he has met someone he wants to protect for a lifetime.

It’s time to settle down.

...

Lobby.

Tiana Thorne went to the bathroom, and upon returning, found Julian Ford was gone.

She got back to her seat, looked around, and didn’t see him anywhere.

Besides, Mabel Hughes was also missing.

A feeling of unease began to rise in her heart, she picked up the glass of wine left on the table and drank the remaining wine.

At this point, the uneasiness in her heart became increasingly evident.

She stood up and saw May approaching.

"May, have you seen my brother?"

May shook her head: "I was on the balcony earlier, didn’t see him, what’s wrong?"

Tiana then recalled that both of them left earlier, concerned she asked, "How did things go with Julian Eames?"

"It’s fine, I made it clear to him, we’re just friends from now on."

Tiana saw her appearing relieved, a bit surprised: "You really have no feelings for him?"

"Of course not."

Tiana was slightly stunned, could it be that her intuition was wrong?

May’s love star definitely included Julian Eames.

Unaware, May smiled and said, "Luckily, it was simpler than I expected, I thought he’d cling on persistently."

After all, she was drunk at the time, it wasn’t entirely consensual.

A night like that went against Julian Eames’s principles.

Tiana said again: "May, nothing is absolute, all I can say is, in the future, if you find someone you like, follow your heart."

"Alright."

In the short term, she probably wouldn’t like anyone else.

"Come with me to find my brother, I’m worried something happened to him."

The feeling in her heart grew worse.

May nodded, her expression also turned serious: "Alright."

Then, the two left the banquet hall.

Seaview Hotel, a room at the corner on the seventeenth floor.

Julian Ford walked there and knocked on the door.

Soon, the door was opened.

The room was pitch black, he didn’t have time to see who opened the door before her hand grabbed him and pulled him inside, closing the door.

After stepping inside, Julian Ford gently teased, "Tiana."

The woman said nothing, just pulled him along, her breathing was a bit rushed, as if she was deliberately suppressing something.

Julian Ford didn’t doubt, because his little sister always did unexpected things.

He chuckled lightly, his voice filled with pampering: "Didn’t you say you had a gift for me? Why don’t you turn on the lights?"

His naturally hoarse voice made hearts flutter.

The woman still said nothing, she fell into his arms when they reached the bed.