FULL NOVELXO Chapter 64
Chapter 64
When the door shut, Julie was completely awake from her drowsy state
Her hands propped on the couch, clinging to Kieran.
She was practically glued to him. This suggestive pose must have given Tina, who was just at the scene, the wrong idea.
Julie didn’t show any signs of embarrassment, instead, she straightened up and told Kieran directly, “Sorry about that.”
Kieran gave a slight smile, “Why are you apologizing?”
Julie didn’t expect a counter–question from Kieran. Her upfront attitude instantly turned awkward
I’m sorry for using you as a cushion when I fell over,” she said.
Her words were dripping with sarcasm. No matter how charming Kieran might be, at that moment, in her heart, he was nothing more than a lifeless cushion.
To her surprise, Kieran responded, “Are you implying I’m a sponge?”
“What?” Julie looked at Kieran puzzled. She simply considered him as a cushion, nothing more
Suddenly, Kieran pulled her closer, and then….
His slightly rough fingers found their way to her chest, over her clothes.
Julie got the hint immediately. The ‘sponge she mentioned referred to his body, while the ‘sponge‘ he mentioned referred to her bra.
Unfortunately, Julie was wearing a bra with no padding today
She quickly grabbed his hand nervously, “Kieran!”
“Still no progress after all these years?” He emotionlessly pulled his hand away. Only God knows the self–control it took.
Knowing he was implying her chest size, Julie bit his wrist in retaliation.
However, Kieran calmly said, “Ouch…….”
His tone sounded like he was being cute.
Acting cute was shameful! A grown man, acting cute?
Julie pushed his hand away, trying to stand up, but he held her waist, immobilizing her.
“Mr. Hernandez, let go of me!” Julie returned to her cold demeanor.
“Attorney Abraham, you should apologize to me.” He rested his head on her shoulder, his deep voice resonating in her ear. His lips brushed against her earlobe as he spoke. The warm touch made Julie feel like she was electrified
Instinctively, she tried to push Kieran away, but he held her waist tightly, pinning her hands against his body.
Helpless, Julie turned her back to him and asked righteously, “What makes you think I should apologize to you? You touched my chest, so I bit you.
Doesn’t that make us even?”
He laid his head on her frail shoulder, nodding in agreement, “I admit that. I was referring to…
Suddenly, Kieran let go.
Julie quickly pushed him away and moved to the other side of the couch.
He casually put one hand on the couch, the other hand revealing the magazine on his lap, pointing at his crotch.
He raised an eyebrow, giving Julie a meaningful look, and laughed, “What about this?”
Julie noticed his wet crotch, clearly from drooling on his legs when she used them as a pillow earlier.
Unconsciously, her eye twitched as she said, “I already owe you a lot. If you don’t mind, add the cost of these pants to my debt. Of course, if you do mind. you can take me to court over these expensive pants”
Kieran laughed helplessly Julie’s rogue attitude was truly a mix of hilarity and exasperation.
But Julie was Julie, the same Julie who chased after Kieran for years. He had plenty of ways to tame her.
For instance
Kieran stood up, elegantly unbuckling his belt.
“What are you doing?” Julie stood up immediately, frowning at the scene before her.
His slender fingers on the black belt buckle looked noble and elegant. He told Julie confidently, “I’m changing pants. Isn’t that obvious?”
“Fine. I’ll come back later.” Julie turned around, heading towards the door with her back to Kieran.
Suddenly, a melodious laughter came from behind, “You didn’t know what modesty was before marriage, didn’t know what shyness was after marriage. Why are you shy now?”
Julie was easily provoked. She took a deep breath, turned around, frowning, I’m avoiding making you uncomfortable.”
“In the dressing room, the third pair of dark grey pants in the second row. Get them for me,” said Kieran.
Julie wanted to refuse, but she thought fetching his pants was better than watching him take his pants off.
When she reached the door of the dressing room, she realized it was password protected.
She turned to look at Kieran, “What’s the password?”
“Our divorce anniversary,” Kieran said, unbuckling his belt while looking at Julie.
In their moment of eye contact, Julie’s bright eyes were filled with doubt, questioning the truth of Kieran’s words.
However, his eyes were sincere. At least on the surface, she saw no signs of deception.
Why would he use such a shameful date as his password?
Julie turned around and entered the date.
The machine’s cold voice said, “Incorrect entry”
Julie tried once more, frowning, but it failed again.
At this point, Julie was convinced she was being played.
She turned around, her sharp gaze landing on the man.
“I genuinely forgot. The bank card’s password is our divorce anniversary. The dressing room’s password should be your birthday. I really got them mixed up.” Kieran said innocently.
“Do you find lying to me amusing? You used business tactics to force me back into your life, just to deceive me? Are you that bored? After leaving you, I’m just an ordinary person. Do you really…”
As Julie was speaking, Kieran was already walking towards her.
As he drew closer, Julie’s back was pressed against the dressing room door.
He suddenly reached out, grabbing her shoulder and spinning her a full 180 degrees. Julie was left with her back to Kieran.
Just when she was about to resist, he suddenly grasped Julie’s index finger from behind, and without warning, pressed it onto the keypad of the password lock.
Julie kept her eyes glued on Kieran as he entered the password.
0627, indeed, it was her birthday.
“Password correct, a mechanical female voice echoed in Julie’s ears.
Kieran let go of Julie’s hand.
She looked up at Kieran, perplexed, trying to search for any mischief in his gaze.
But he just looked down at her from above, casually saying, “I don’t mind being naked for a while.”
Julie turned around and walked into the lounge, slamming the lounge door behind her.
Kieran was left standing outside. He glanced down at his pants, back at his belt thrown on the sofa, and chuckled.
Julie leaned against the closed lounge door, her heart beating faster.
Despite her best efforts to control her thoughts, warning herself not to overthink, Julie still couldn’t understand why Kieran would set his password as her birthday.
She was supposed to be the unpredictable one, not him.
She stared at the ceiling, thinking. Suddenly, she laughed mockingly at herself. Perhaps, Kieran had deliberately changed the password recently just to see her make a fool of herself.
And here she was, overthinking!
She turned around, opening the wardrobe.
Inside the wardrobe, apart from Kieran’s clothes, half of it was filled with women’s clothing. The wardrobe was divided into two parts. Kieran’s side radiated a certain steadiness, while the women’s side was full of bright colors and varying styles, including both skirts and trousers.
Looking at the wardrobe, Julie’s smirk grew deeper. She had seen the same scene at Noblewood Retreat last time
Just how many women had Kieran been involved with to need such a variety of clothes? Or were all these clothes prepared for the now deceased Bertha Stewart?
Whichever the case, it had nothing to do with Julie.
Following Kieran’s instructions, Julie picked up the third pair of dark grey trousers from the second row and left the dressing room.
Kieran was leaning against the door. His long legs were elegantly crossed, with a phone in his hand, looking down and fiddling with it.
Julie tossed the trousers onto Kieran, her tone icy, “Mr. Hernandez, fetching trousers for you should be the job of your partner or your secretary. I am just your lawyer. Please don’t ask me to do this kind of thing again”
After saying that, she gave a quick glance at the thing between his legs, scoffed, and then sat down on the sofa.
Kieran frowned, holding the trousers in his hand but not putting them on immediately Instead, he walked over to Julie, looking down at the haughty woman, “What did that scoff mean?”
“It’s because your size is too small, not up to my standards. So, Mr. Hernandez, please don’t do this kind of thing in front of me. I’m very glad we go! divorced”