My Ex, Please Love Me Again

“What do you think?” Viggo responded, “Mr. Hughes, love is fleeting. You need to catch it in time, and there’s no turning back if you miss it.”

How could Julian not realize that Viggo was mocking him about what a jerk he was to Emelia?

He snapped back sarcastically, “It’s good to pursue love, but you’re so much older than her. Don’t you feel ashamed at robbing the cradle?”

Harry was too young and Viggo was too old, why was she surrounded by men of such quality?

Viggo answered leisurely, “Love has no gender, no nationality as a gap, and naturally no age.”

Julian sneered, “Then good luck.”

Viggo’s tone was calm, “Well, wish you have Ms. Sullivan have sweet love.”

When Yvonne was mentioned, Julian couldn’t stop the boredom in his eyes and hung up Viggo’s phone in a bad mood.

Viggo was definitely mentioning Yvonne on purpose.

In Nina’s car, Emelia sat bleakly in her seat, remembering what had just happened with a pang of fear.

Nina complimented Harry excitedly, “Harry is brave for you.”

“Great fight, that pervert deserved to be beaten to a pulp!”

Emelia hurriedly stopped her, “Come on, if this gets out, Harry will be ruined.”

Nina didn’t think so, “It is okay, if so, he’ll just go home and inherit the family business.”

Emelia was confused and Nina smiled as she leaned over her and said, “You still don’t know that? Harry is actually a rich second generation, his family is very rich.”

Emelia didn’t know this, Harry had never said anything about his family and she certainly couldn’t have asked such a question.

Nina and Harry had spent a lot of time together before because of a TV show, so she knew it.

Nina asked her again with a smile, “Are you sure you won’t consider Harry? He almost lost his career for you.”

“No, absolutely no!” Emelia said dryly.

Nina continued to persuade her, “It’s okay to fall in love with a young man.”

Emelia didn’t bother to pay attention to her anymore. Nina knew that she was the kind of person who was serious about relationship and wouldn’t play emotional games.

Nina added, “What about Mr. Johansen? Do you want to think about him?”

Before Emelia said anything, Nina mentioned Viggo, “Mr. Johansen is handsome and his family and character are good. The two of you both are gentle and easy-going, you will be very happy if you are with him.”

Emelia had a headache, “Why are you in such a hurry to find me a man?”

Nina lowered her eyes and said softly, “Only when you have a man will that bitch Yvonne not target you over and over again.”

Emelia’s eyes were red with emotion, for this affection Nina had for her.

When she was near home, Emelia received a call from Grandpa Hughes.

“Emelia, what have you been up to lately?” Grandpa Hughes asked amiably.

Emelia told him truthfully, “I’m busy with the script, is there anything wrong?”

Grandpa Hughes knew that Emelia was now a scriptwriter, because he often called her when Emelia was abroad and chatted about Emelia’s work as a scriptwriter.

Grandpa Hughes couldn’t have been happier to know she had a decent job, and he gave her a lot of praise.

It was also from that time that Emelia could feel that Grandpa Hughes genuinely loved her.

Grandpa Hughes smiled on the phone and said, “When are you available? I’d like to introduce you to a man.”

“A man?” Emelia thought she had heard wrong.

Grandpa Hughes said in all seriousness, “Yes, aren’t you single now? I know a good lad, and I want to introduce him to you.”

Emelia stammered, “Wait, no, Grandpa, this…”

Her ex-husband’s grandfather wanted to introduce her to a boyfriend, how unbelievable and scary it was.

Nina heard it and laughed unceremoniously.

It was so funny, if Julian knew about it, he would be furious.

“Geez, you kid, why are you so surprised?” Grandpa Hughes explained, “I genuinely like you. Although you and Julian had only been married for three years, but that doesn’t stop me from liking you.”

“I treat you like my own granddaughter, so I arrange all this for you.”

Emelia was touched by the sincerity of his words, and she could feel his love for her.

But something like introducing her to a boyfriend was a bit outrageous, wasn’t it?

“Grandpa, I understand, but I don’t really want to have a boyfriend for the time being.” Emelia politely declined.

Grandpa Hughes paused for a moment and suddenly asked her in a very serious manner, “Tell me honestly, are you still in love with that brat Julian?”

Emelia hastily denied, “No.”

If she hadn’t been able to let go, she wouldn’t have been so determined to get a divorce in the first place.

“That is good.” Grandpa Hughes was straightforward in his arrangements, “Since he’s not on your mind now, you should date more good men.”

Emelia smiled wryly to herself.

Grandpa Hughes’s method was too condescending. Not be in love with Julian didn’t mean that she was willing to date someone else.

However, Grandpa Hughes had already decided on his own, “Tomorrow at 11. 30 pm, I’ll have the driver pick you up.”

“Hey, hey, Grandpa…” Emelia hurriedly tried to stop Grandpa Hughes, but Nina, who was on the side, took her phone over.

“Grandpa Hughes, don’t worry, Emelia will definitely go to her date tomorrow and I will have my stylist dress her up beautifully!” Nina couldn’t be more excited. Grandpa Hughes complimented Nina for a while before hanging up the phone.

Emelia had a headache, “You’re being ridiculous.”All rights © NôvelDrama.Org.

Nina couldn’t stop laughing, “I am not, the man Grandpa Hughes introduced to you is certainly outstanding, you must go and meet him.”

“But I want to know if Julian knows about this? If he knows, how will he react?”

Emelia lowered her eyes, “What reaction could he have? Nothing but disgust, I guess.”

Nina propped her head up and gave her a look, and said nothing more.

Anyway, Julian must be blind.

*

Maisie drove Yvonne back and before they arived, Yvonne’s mobile phone kept ringing. The calls were all from Harvey and the assistant director.

She got them fooled and caused them to lose the job on this project, and there was no way they were going to let her go.

However, next to her was Maisie, and Yvonne did not dare answer their calls, so she had to grit her teeth and hang up, and finally turned off her phone.

Maisie said impassively as she drove, “You can answer the phone if you have something to do.”

Maisie said this on purpose. Her intuition told her that these calls to Yvonne were unusual.

“It is nothing.” Yvonne raised her hand to flip her hair in a supposed-to-be casual way, “It’s all sales calls for insurance.”

Maisie sneered in her heart and wondered how much longer she could pretend.