My Ex, Please Love Me Again

The three of them gathered in Ezra’s bar. The first thing Ezra did was to ask Julian, “Do you need me to give you some advice?”Content © NôvelDrama.Org.

Julian poured himself a glass of wine. “For what?”

Ezra spread out his hands speechlessly and said, “How to get Emelia back.”

Julian said angrily, “She and Viggo are already together. How can I pursue her? Do you want me to be a home-wrecker?”

Phil, who had just taken a sip of wine by the side, was shocked by the word “mistress”.

Thinking about his personal image and status, Phil couldn’t help laughing when he thought of the word “home-wrecker”.

“How would that turn you into a home-wrecker? You can confess your feelings first. Besides, everyone can get divorced after getting married, right?” After finished speaking, he found that he seemed to have overstepped Julian’s line.

So he quickly tried to explain. “I mean they may not last long.”

However, his words “Everyone can get divorced after you getting married” still distressed Julian.

It was not until this moment that he realized that many times, someone would lose what belonged to him sooner or later if he did not cherish it.

Seeing Julian’s gloomy face, Ezra quickly said, “Come on, have a drink. Forget these messy things.”

As he spoke, Ezra took away the wine glass in front of Julian and handed him a bottle of fresh juice.

Although they always liked to throw shit at each other in daily life, in fact, they all knew the importance of each other in their hearts. Ever since Julian was discharged from the hospital due to stomach disease, Ezra had never given him any wine to drink.

Julian took a sip of juice and felt that it was not satisfying at all.

At this moment, only the strong alcohol could comfort him.

Pushing the juice aside, he reached out to get the wine for himself.

Phil kicked him. “Stop drinking. If you have something wrong with your body, she wouldn’t want you anymore.”

Julian wanted to kick his ass so bad.

So, was he the one abandoned by Emelia? Not the one who looked down on Emelia?

Ezra echoed, “That’s right. Don’t forget how did Emelia take care of you over the years.”

Their words succeeded in stopping Julian from drinking.

Ezra and Phil looked at each other silently and sighed helplessly in their hearts.

When it came to Emelia, Julian obediently stopped drinking, but he still denied that he cared about her.

How stubborn he was?

They went home after chatting. But Julian lost sleep all night.

Every time the thought came to his mind that Emelia was been with Viggo and how she held his hand, even more, what they would do closer than it later, he would suddenly sat up from the bed.

After waking up with a start for three or four times, he found it was already dawn.

He simply got up, changed his clothes, and went out to exercise, hoping to forget his sadness and anger in this way.

After running, he went home and had a shower. When he felt a little better, the phone rang. It was Grandpa.

When he picked it up, he heard Grandpa roaring at the other end, “Get over here immediately.”

He came to realize immediately that Grandpa must have known the news of Emelia and Viggo.

“Fine.” He answered calmly, hung up the phone, and drove to Grandpa’s home.

As soon as he entered the door, Grandpa threw a teacup at him. Fortunately, Julian had already expected of such attack on the way. He slightly tilted his body to avoid it.

The old man was so angry that he raised his walking stick and hit him again while scolding, “How dare you hide?”

When Grandpa woke up early and saw the scene of Emelia and Viggo holding hands, his heart broke immediately.

Although he had repeatedly said that he wanted to find a good man for Emelia, what he really wanted was to hope that she would be able to reunite with Julian. All the things he done before was to encourage his disappointing grandson to know what Julian himself want indeed.

Some time ago, Julian had helped Emelia get through the crisis of being criticized crazily on the network and wanted to send Caroline abroad. Grandpa was extremely satisfied.

Just when he waited for Julian to take the initiative to pursue Emelia, he heard that Emelia fell in love with Viggo.

Grandpa beat his breast to vent his anger, wearing a pair of glasses and holding his phone.

Julian held his walking stick. “Grandpa, I’m going to the company later. If my clothes got dirty, I have to go home to change.”

He explained for why he hid. But Grandpa got more furious.

Why was there such a person in the Hughes family who didn’t know how to please others?

He stood there obediently, letting the angry old man throw a cup at him or being hit by the walking stick a few times. That’s the easy way to calm an old man down.

But what he done? He dodged, just because of his clean clothes. He deserved a lonely life.

The tutor tried to comfort Grandpa, “Don’t get angry. It’s not good for your health.”

As he spoke, he took down the cane in Grandpa’s hand. Turning around angrily, Grandpa sat down on the sofa, ignoring Julian.

Julian looked at the housekeeper and asked, “Is there a breakfast?”

Grandpa flew into a rage. “You’re still in the mood for breakfast?”

Grandpa really didn’t understand why his grandson still had an appetite in this situation. He was so angry that he was full.

Julian said calmly, “My stomach is still recovering.”

He meant that breakfast was something necessary for him.

Grandpa gritted his teeth and looked away. He repeatedly persuaded himself that this was his biological daughter.

The housekeeper said from the side, ” Master, why don’t you come over and have some?”

Grandpa roared angrily, “No!”

As a result, Julian was the only one eating elegantly at the big dining table.

Grandpa couldn’t hold back his anger and walked over to sit down opposite him. He said in a disappointed tone: “It’s obvious that there will be more than a year after the divorce that you can get her back.”

“Isn’t it obvious? I’ll chase after her at all costs. She has always loved you. If you chase her seriously, she’ll definitely come back.”

“But what about you? With the attitude of a high and mighty young master, you think that she can’t live without you. You are still waiting for her to beg you to remarry her.”

“You ruined everything. She is not waiting for you now. She loves another man. Now you cannot do anything but cry!”

The old man roared angrily, and Julian replied indifferently, “When did you see me crying?”

“You don’t have to be so stubborn. Sooner or later, you will.” It was just an angry remark. Grandpa did not expect that it would come true one day.

Seeing that Julian was about to finish his meal, Grandpa suddenly asked, “Do you want me to find you a fortuneteller?”

Julian raised his eyebrows. “A fortuneteller? For what?”

Grandpa said, “To see if you still have a chance with Emelia.”

Grandpa thought that he wouldn’t believe such superstitious things, but Julian put down his chopsticks and said after thinking for a while, “Okay.”