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.

she had

he was looking for

party ended at

an hour

picked up her phone to call a designated driver after getting out of the hotel, but

his arms.

key to the doorman of the

to the door with that

a black office suit. At that moment, she took off her coat and hung

wearing a black shirt tugged inside her skirt, with her hair tied in a low ponytail. The way she dressed up was rather low profile, yet she was still

a glimpse of it from

his eyes turned in her direction, and his gaze met hers.

looked at each other. The woman in Christopher’s arms suddenly

Layla said and felt a

had promised Layla. So, she had to do what she had to do regardless.

minutes, and the designated driver arrived. When she returned to Champs Manor, it was exactly

already fallen

She put it next to his little head and sat by the bed for a while before returning to

took a bath and made herself relaxed.

was about to go to bed, her phone

her face, which was smeared with skincare products, while looking at her

the screen, she paused for two seconds and answered it at last.

sat down cross-legged without

other party also did not speak

of the phone. It seemed that the call was made by the side

be. He went to the hotel with the woman around nine o’clock. It’s only 11 o’clock now. Just two hours? But

with her fingers absent-mindedly, but she still had

two minutes of silence, the person on the other end

are you so

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

Christopher’s car stopped on

the street lamp

halfway, he took out his phone and called

think about what to say when he

Christopher asked awkwardly, “What are you

ready to sleep.”

by that, but