26 Chapter 26: A Good Day For Divorce

Julia replied, "Beauty made me make mistake."

Honestly, she was just greedy for his face and body. When she was 16, she had been having a nightmare over and over again. In the secluded and gloomy alley, the gazes of the devils were locked tightly on her, seeping deeply into her body.

----You couldn't escape.

That sentence was like a demon, repeatedly pestering her in her dreams. It wasn't until she met 20—year—old Ford and she lost her way in his extremely big villa. The boy leaned against the back of his chair and slept. In the afternoon of early summer, the slanted sunlight wrapped in a gentle breeze fell on his body, so beautiful that he was not like a real person.

She suddenly remembered the sentence that she had never understood in class, 'You are unparalleled in the world.'

At that time, her gloomy life shone with light. No one knew what kind of power that beam of light had given her in those dark days. Since then, she had been sleeping well.

She regained her senses, and Lily warned her to wait patiently for two days. She had contacted the west to gather evidence. Now the anti—fans were crazy, so she had to hide.

After hanging up, the messages popped up on WeChat.

She clicked it.

While filming the show, Shawn created a group chat of people into the show.

[Shawn---- "Julia, you can't be killed by anti—fans, right?"]

[Mark----"Report your safety, dear Julia."]

[Maureen----"Julia, I really don't know. I didn't mean to say that."]

Okay.

Maureen was causing her trouble again.

She continued to flip through the chatting records.

Sure enough, Shawn threw an entertainment article in the group and asked Maureen, ["What do you mean?"]

[Hot news, the fellow broke the news that the director prefers Julia! Evidence are followed!]

It turned out that Maureen was questioned by the reporters at the airport who had the best relationship with the director. Maureen directly said Julia. She often saw them discussing programs together, sometimes in midnight.

Maureen smiled and hinted brightly. Her words were quickly reposted by many accounts. The tag #Julia got out of the entertainment industry# topped the list today.

Netizens denounced her for coming out to apologize. Some of the most respected

teachers commented on her behaviors.

Immoral! Shameless!

These sharp words had completely convicted Julia.

"Maureen, this idiot, if it wasn't for her intentions, Julia wouldn't have bashed like this."

Julie replied at the group.

[I'm fine.]

[Shawn---- "No one could beat you to death since you are so strong." ]

[Maureen----"Great, sister, I'm sorry, I really didn't know. ]

[Julia----"Apologies are useless. Give me money."]

The group instantly fell into a deathly silence.

It was as if no one had chatted just now. Julia saw that there was a message from Mike in the private chat.

[Mark----"Julia, I'm on the west. The surveillance at the clinic is broken. Now I'm contacting the surveillance along the way. Don't worry.]

[Julia----"How do you know..."]

[Mark----"The director told me."]

[Julia----"Well, I'm sorry to trouble you, brother. You're the cutest. ]

[Mark----"Sister, don't worry."]

I would protect you.

Mark looked at the word 'brother' in the dialog box, which was especially eye—catching. His handsome face was now full of gloom, like a rose that had been poisoned.

It was terrifyingly beautiful.

He was younger than her, which was both a disadvantage and an advantage. The difference in age made Julia close to him

Julia looked at the other messages that weren't important. A new friend invitation popped up.

Lucas.

She immediately withdrew from WeChat. She really didn't think that Lucas would have anything to say to her via WeChat.

Would it be "Don't bully Ana"?

She got out of bed and pulled open the wardrobe. There were more than a hundred white and black shirts in her eyes.

She were dazzled.

Although these ordinary colors, that person looked exceptionally good in them. But the taste was really——monotonous.

So the new dress he was talking about was letting her choose one of these. She casually took a white shirt and went into the bathroom.

His bathroom was very big, bigger than the apartment she lived in.

Damn it!

Was this letting her roll all over the floor while taking a shower? The water in the bathtub was constant temperature, and there was an ultrathin LCD TV on the opposite side.

She was lying in the bathtub. The water was automatically changing and was equipped with an intelligent massage. The little rollers behind her pressed down on her back, inexplicably comforting her entire body.

She was fallen. It was good to have money. She suddenly felt that what attracted her back then wasn't necessarily the light on him. Instead, his entire body was filled with the temperament of 'I was super rich.'

Of course, she didn't only love money. Temperament was more important.

However, the opposite side of the bathtub was a mirror wall. The mirror could even reflect clearly on a small red mole beneath her clavicle. Could it be that he was a narcissist, and he had to admire his body every day when he took a shower? She imagined that image in her mind, and it was really exciting.

Wow.

The next morning, when she woke up, she started to worry. She forgot to bring her suitcase up last night.

What was she wearing?

Picked up the clothes in the dirty clothes basket and put them on again? Fortunately, the servant knocked on the door and handed her some bags. When she took the bag, the servant had a meaningful expression.

What the hell did you know!

She opened the bag and found that even her underwears were prepared. And it was actually the right size. Wait!

Who bought these?

It was too accurate!

She changed her clothes and went downstairs. It was very quiet. Ford did not like noise, so the servants would leave when they finished their jobs. The man leisurely drank coffee while she sat down for breakfast.

His eyes scanned on her face. "Didn't you sleep well? You look so pale."

She lied without changing her expression, "Perhaps, I pick bed."

Even if she was beaten to death, she would not admit that she was thinking that his body and didn't sleep well.

He did not say anything else and read the financial newspaper in his hand. His skin was very thin, and she could clearly see the veins on the back of his hand. His knuckles were thin and fair, and the early morning light shone in, invisibly adding a layer of filter to the man, making his aura even more clear and precious.

The monotonous scene became beautiful and attractive because of him. He seemed to have sensed something and looked up.

She moved her gaze stiffly. She seemed to be casually admiring the... wallpaper.

She was somehow delighted.

After she finished her breakfast, she felt that there was no way she could stay in the same room with this man. Even so handsome, he didn't belong to her.

What a tragedy.

She was afraid that something would happen if she continued to stay. She decisively said, "Mr. Ford, the weather is so good."

"Yes."

"A good day for divorce."

The atmosphere instantly became quite.

He leisurely took a sip of coffee and didn't even have any reply.

She continued, "Look, I'm covered in bad news. If someone were to expose our relationship, it would affect you. I would feel sorry for someone as glorious as you will have stains because of me." She said in a flurry.

She was pleased with herself.

Looked how sensible I was. Quick, transfered much money to my card.

Ford replied casually, "I'm not a person who hit someone when she is down."

She could only add, "Don't worry, I won't tell anyone. No one knows. It's just a secret between us."

"I will be sorry."

"....."

This man.