My Ex, Please Love Me Again

Yvonne was immediately taken in by her father’s suggestion that Emelia was Vincent’s mistress.

Randolph added, “You apologize only for now, but with the rumor on her and Vincent, we’re going to have a chance to destroy them later.”

“When Emelia’s reputation is ruined, will Julian still want her?”

Randolph’s last words convinced Yvonne to compromise on this one, and when she got evidence that Emelia was having an affair with Vincent, she was going to show Emelia who’s the boss!

Thinking of this, Yvonne put a smile on her face and said kindly to Emelia, “I’m sorry.”

Yvonne thought that Emelia would be satisfied with her humble apology.

But Emelia shook her head and chuckled. “Miss Sullivan, that doesn’t seem to be the way to apologize.”

Yvonne said angrily, “What do you want?”

Emelia said slowly, “to apologize to someone, you should first say what you did wrong, then apologize, and finally make a promise that you will never do it again.”

“In my opinion, this is the correct and sincere way to apologize,” said Emelia, with the same kind smile on her face, but her request was anything but kind.

Yvonne was so angry that she wanted to get up and leave, but eventually, she put up with it.

She took a deep breath, gritted her teeth, and said quickly, “the last time Vincent tried to draft a new book; I shouldn’t have hired a computer hacker to attack your computer and steal your manuscript for myself.”Text © owned by NôvelDrama.Org.

“I’m sorry. I promise I’ll never do that to you again.”

Yvonne said it all at once, as if the faster she spoke, the less guilty she would feel.

Emelia didn’t argue with her, and she knew Yvonne wasn’t sincere; she just needed what Yvonne had said.

After being set up by Yvonne so many times, Emelia kept an eye open.

She turned on her cell phone recorder before she came in; just to record Yvonne apologizing to her, just in case.

Yvonne was vicious. Who knows how Yvonne’s going to turn the tables on her!

With the evidence in hand, Emelia would not be afraid.

“I accept your apology,” Emelia said to Yvonne, smiling as she hid her feelings well.

Yvonne gritted her teeth and sneered back. Then she took her designer bag and left.

Emelia, there’s still time.

After Yvonne left, Emelia took out her phone and saved the recording.

Just as she was leaving the coffee shop, Julian called her.

Julian said over the phone, “Since you asked me to keep your secret during the day, we’re having dinner tonight.”

Emelia got it wrong last time anyway. She thought He had been asking for something in return, so Julian just went with it.

From now on, whenever she asks him for something, he has to have something in return.

Emelia got angry, and couldn’t help it, said in furious, “There’s no honor in businessmen.”

Julian was not mad. He even started to joke about this himself.

Emelia thought it would be annoying for someone like him to be mocked by others, but now he even started to joke about himself.

He did this so that she didn’t know how to respond, and Julian added, “You don’t have to cook tonight. I’ll have Ezra’s restaurant to deliver the food.”

Julian thought about it, and maybe it was because he was always coming to her for free meals, and she had to cook, which was why she was so resistant to having dinner with him, so he offered to let her off the hook this time.

All she had to do was eat with him.

He was content with that.

“Whatever,” Emelia said, throwing him a line and hanging up.

She didn’t like contact with him, she didn’t want to eat with him, not because she didn’t want to cook, but because she really didn’t want to have any more contact with him.

Julian sent her another message immediately afterward, “My place or your place?”

Emelia gritted her teeth as she squeezed her phone, wanting to block him again.

Could he not be so weird?

Will you eat at my place or yours?

Could he made it sound all the more intimate?

Therefore, her once again texted back one word without any emotion, “Whatever.”

Now Julian made his decision, “My place then.”

Emelia put away her phone and ignored him.

At 6 pm, Julian texted Emelia that he was home and the food was ready, so she should come over.

Emelia reluctantly put on her coat and went out, Julian’s door was open, and she pushed the door, but found that the house was very dark; Julian did not turn on the light.

She took a few more steps forward to the dining room and realized that Julian had set up a candlelit dinner.

At each end of the long dining table were delicate candelabra with white candles burning on it.

The vases on the table were decorated with bunches of roses, and the whole atmosphere was beautiful and romantic.

Emelia was stunned in place for a long time, and when she came back to her senses she turned around and ran out of the room.

This is weird. Julian’s being romantic.

All those years they were together, he had never even given her flowers, and now he had this romantic candlelit dinner.

Emelia felt a sense of panic in her chest, a mixture of consternation and ineffable emotion that made her instinctively want to flee.

And the second she turned around, she bumped into someone, and Julian, who was on his way to get a drink, hugged her.

Julian held her in his arms. “Why are you running?”

“I remember I forgot to close the door. I need to go back to take a look…”

Go back, take a look, and never come back.

Julian saw right through her lie, hugged her tight, and whispered, “I owe you so much, and now I’m going to make it up to you one by one.”

This whole candlelit dinner thing just came to Julian.

He didn’t know what was wrong with him, and it was as if he had suddenly come to his senses. If he had ever had a problem with this, he would ask Ezra, but this time it suddenly occurred to him that he wanted to give her a romantic surprise.

He just instinctively thought, girls like this kind of romance, right?

Emelia was stunned in Julian’s arms because she had no idea that Julian would do something like this, or that he would say something like he wanted to make up for it.

And when the two were holding together, there was someone outside the door, “What the hell how do you not turn on the lights at night?”

With a bang, the lights in the room were turned on and Ezra appeared in the Entryway with two bottles of wine in his hand.

Emelia frantically tried to free herself from Julian’s arms, but Julian didn’t let go.

Ezra’s face lit up with a meaningful smile when he saw the two of them hugging.

“Sorry, sorry, carry on.” He hastily turned off the light, then shut the door and left.