There He Is Again My Ex Husband by Emily Jenkins

Julian came out of the bathroom and saw Emelia in a daze, blushing.

Julian felt some kind of a stir. In his impression, Emelia looked like this mostly when they were hooking up.

His Adam's apple rolled a few times and he went over to her, asking in a whisper, "What's happened? Why are you blushing?"

Upon seeing Julian, Emelia immediately recalled Frances's words. Her face turned even hotter.

She turned around, to avoid looking at Julian. "Nothing really. I've just called Francesand told her that we're not going there tomorrow."

"I'll go take a shower now." After saying this, Emelia dodged into the bathroom.

Julian looked at Emelia's somewhat flustered back, lost in thought. So, he picked up his phone and called Frances, wanting to know what they had talked about just now.

Julian felt thirsty when he figured out the contents of their conversation.

It was a long time ago when he and Emelia had sex.

Honestly speaking, Julian had been living like a monk over the past two years. He had no sex life the first year after the divorce. After Emelia came back, they hooked up a few times, which was close to none.

After hanging up Frances's phone, Julian casually turned off the bedroom light, then walked to the bathroom, lazily leaned against the wall next to the bathroom, and waited.

She had always been shy, and turning off the lights would make her much more relaxed.

Emelia spent a long time in the bathroom. She took a shower, dried her hair, and then did her skincare. Julian waited patiently outside.

Julian felt like a hungry wolf waiting for his delicious prey. Of course, he had to wait until she was clean and sweet-smelling. It would be more delicious, no?

Julian picked up Emelia as soon as she stepped out of the bathroom without hiding his aggression.

Emelia exclaimed in his arms, "What are you doing?"

works." As he spoke, he threw her into the big

that Julian would call Frances. She instantly felt awkward. Soon she found an excuse, "But we need

worry. If you are too weak to walk tomorrow, I can

a mixed feeling of anger and shyness upon hearing Julian's blunt reply. But Julian climbed

what Julian had done

to be gentle last night, yet he didn't give a damn about it. So why would she care about his feelings

going to test the effect of

excuses anyway. She was

from the dressing room, Emelia was still

fresh, which made Emelia angrier. She said, "I'm going to Grafstin with you. I'm too weak to do so. Go there

Julian bent down to her, smirking, "A promise

did you promise me last night?" Emelia accused in anger. "You said it'll be a quick one, and what

said in an innocent tone, "It was a quick

thinking, "Are you showing

and whispered, "You

can't do

"Please! Come with me."

Julian begged

minutes later, they went downstairs and got into the car, heading to the

leaned against Julian and dozed a little. When

Grafstin. Maisie

hand and asked

looking kind of weak. "I'm alright. I haven't been sleeping well these days, thanks to Mr.

looked at Maisie and said slowly, "I'll drive. After sending me to the hospital, you guys go back and take

"Okay." Maisie gratefully agreed.

hand after Julian enter the

squatting there, with her other hand