Unexpected Blessing After Divorce

Chapter 367 Why Are You So Quiet?

Harry handed Yuliana a glass of wine from a tray the waiter was holding while passing them by. He also took one for himself and said, “It’s been a long time. How have you been?”

It had been a long time indeed.

The last time they met was when Yuliana just came back from Jeahron. She attended a small business party. The organizer seemed to be Harry’s friend, so he was invited to attend it as well.

At that time, they did not greet each other.

Nonetheless, it was Yuliana’s first time attending a party. She was a little nervous and accidentally stained her dress.

She was wearing a white dress that night, which was very obvious with the stain.

Later, the hotel staff took the initiative to take her to change her clothes. After that, she learned that the clothes were prepared for her by Harry.

“I’m good. Thank you for your concern, Mr. Ziegler. I haven’t thanked you for your kindness last time,” Yuliana smiled calmly as she spoke.

Harry raised his head and took a sip of wine while lowering his eyes. His gaze fell on Yuliana’s face through. the narrow gap. He stopped for a moment and said, “It’s not a big deal. You don’t have to take it seriously.” Yuliana raised her eyebrows and nodded. “Mr. Ziegler, is there anything else you want to say?” She had nothing to talk about with Harry.

“Nothing. Just to say hello.” Harry’s expression was calm, and there was no unnecessary emotion.

Yuliana felt that the power of time was quite powerful. It could smooth one with sharp edges little by little, which made one harder to be understood. It could also stimulate one who was gentle and calm to develop sharp edges over time.

Harry was the former.

However, with her understanding of Harry, he would never do anything meaningless.

He would not do it in the past, and would never do it presently.

Harry paused for a moment. Apparently, he had something else to say.

Yuliana was curious about what Harry wanted from her, so she waited quietly for his words.

“Have you met Christopher?” Harry seemed to be casual as he asked.

Yuliana smiled. It was exactly what she speculated. It was indeed related to Christopher.

She put her right hand around her left arm and looked at him calmly. “You should know that I divorced Christopher three years ago. I don’t know. What do you mean by asking me if I have met Christopher? Even if I didn’t divorce him or meet him, it has nothing to do with you, who is my former ex-husband, right?”

Her eyes gradually became sharp. “If you want to know about Christopher, or if you want to know someone else through Christopher, Christopher’s sister, Layla, is also here today. Maybe it’s more appropriate for you. to ask her.”

After saying that, Yuliana nodded slightly and walked toward a couch to rest with her glass of wine.

years, she had

was said that he was looking for a woman.

at 9:30 p.m.

half an

out of the hotel, but she did not expect to see Christopher getting out of the

his arms.

to the doorman of the hotel when the latter

to the door with that woman in his

she took off her coat and hung it on her arm. She

low ponytail. The way she dressed up was rather low

of it from the corner of

in her direction, and

when they looked at each other. The woman in Christopher’s arms suddenly hugged him tighter. He immediately withdrew his gaze and walked

remembered what Layla said and felt a little

she had to do what she

and the designated driver arrived. When

already fallen asleep.

out the giraffe stuffed toy from Rowan’s arms. She put it next to his little head

bath and made herself

as she was about to go to bed, her

smeared with

paused for two seconds and answered it at last.

couch and sat down cross-legged without saying anything first.

also did not

other side of the phone. It seemed that the call was made by the side of the street. There were occasional sounds of passersby

the woman around nine o’clock. It’s only 11 o’clock now. Just two hours? But it doesn’t seem impossible to get things done,” she thought.

were a mess. She massaged her face with her fingers absent-mindedly, but she still had no desire to speak.

minutes of silence, the person on the other end of the phone finally could not

you so

back of the couch lazily. “Aren’t you the one calling me?”

Christopher’s car stopped on the roadside.

lamp

smoking halfway, he took out his phone and called Yuliana.

about what to say when he called.

silence, Christopher asked

replied, “Getting ready

she meant by that, but Christopher did not play by