There He Is Again My Ex Husband by Emily Jenkins

Chapter 232 | Can't Beat You
Emelia ignored him, but she thought that he was going to go on a business trip anyway, so she didn't want to argue with him. She quickly gave him some soup and sent him away.
New Zealand was quite far away. It was estimated that he would not be able to come back for at least a week.
That was why Emelia didn't say anything. He turned around and went to the kitchen to fill a bowl of soup for Julian.
After drinking it up, Julian suddenly felt warm all over. The weather had suddenly become cold recently. Such a bowl of hot soup could really increase people's happiness.
After he finished drinking, Emelia took the bowl and went to the kitchen without saying anything else.
Looking at her standing quietly in the bright kitchen washing dishes, Julian missed the warmth she had given him.
When it was cold, he was hungry and exhausted as he went home. With a gentle light, a bowl of hot soup, a table of delicious food, all the fatigue and coldness were dispelled.
In the past few years, he didn't need to worry about anything, as long as he looked back, he would see her doing this for him.
But now...
Julian really didn't want to admit that he had fallen to the point where he had to rely on a cat to improve his relationship with her.
It turned out that no one would stay there and wait.
He sighed with emotion in his heart. He only regretted that he didn't cherish it.
Thinking of this, he stepped into the kitchen and called her name over and over again. "Emelia..."
Emelia was really afraid of being alone with him. As soon as she saw him enter the kitchen, she immediately wiped her hands clean and ran out.
Julian smiled bitterly to himself

Was she a mouse meeting a cat?
Was he that terrifying?
He turned around and went to the living room. He glared at her and the cat in her arms and protested, "What are you running for?”
Emelia gently rubbed the kitten in his arms and said as if nothing had happened, "Fluffball is meowing. I'll go see what's wrong with it.”
Julian sneered. With this cat, the two of them could really use it as an excuse. He came to see her with the excuse of looking at the cat, and she used it as an excuse to escape from him
And now she was getting better and better at lying. He didn't hear the cat meowing at all!
Also, was she holding the cat in her arms to resist his approach in this way?
The cat was not kind to him. He might scratch him as soon as he got close.
The good mood that Julian had built up because of a bowl of soup once again vanished because of this.
Emelia urged him, “It's getting late. You need to go to the airport. I'm going to see grandpa."
Julian had to leave.
Watching Julian's car disappear, Emelia finally let out a long sigh of relief.
Ever since Julian confessed to her that he had fallen in love with her, he always followed her. Even when she went to the Capital, he couldn't stop following her. She felt that she couldn't breathe.
Finally, he's on a business trip. Emelia could relax herself.
After Julian had left, Emelia tidied up a bit and brought the cooked soup to the hospital.
When she arrived at the door of Grandpa's ward, she heard a voice inside and stopped because she heard Heather's voice.
Emelia looked through the glass on the ward door and saw Heather standing by Grandpa's bed and saying indifferently, "Dad, you have to pay attention to your body."
Heather said so, but her tone showed no concern for Grandpa at all. Her expression was even more indifferent, as if she had
nothing to do with it. It seemed that it is her duty to visit Grandpa.
Grandpa said expressionlessly, "Thank you. If there's nothing else, you can go back. I'm fine.
As soon as Grandpa spoke, Heather immediately turned around and left without looking back, as if she could not stay here for a second. Her eyes were full of disgust.
Emelia happened to see Heather's expression clearly outside. She couldn't help but feel extremely angry.
“Grandpa is old enough. Why should Heather be so indifferent to Grandpa?"
Even if Heather blamed Grandpa who didn't protect Julian, Grandpa had helped Heather educate Julian for so many years.
If it weren't for Grandpa's guidance, would her son have achieved what he had today?
While Emelia was thinking about this, Heather had already opened the door and walked out. Emelia regretted not hiding first.
She wanted to hide not because she was afraid of Heather. She was fainted by her before. What was there to be afraid of?
She just didn't want to argue with Heather at the door of Grandpa's ward.
Heather opened the door and saw Emelia standing outside with a thermal lunchbox. Her expression froze for a moment.