There He Is Again, My Ex-Husband (Julian and Amelia) novel Chapter 183

Chapter 183 See Who Can't Take It

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Emelia's reaction was obvious, and Julian had guessed it, and he was satisfied.

Emelia had been trying to distance herself from him, and now here they were, he lived next door to the house that Vincent gave her.

Julian kept a smile on his face and continued, "We will be neighbors from now on.”

Valerian Bay was a project of the Hughes, so he naturally kept a house for himself.

It's just that he and Emelia have been living in their home since they were married, and after hearing from Emelia said that she was Building 28, he was surprised himself, and when he asked the house management, they said Emelia moved in yesterday afternoon, so he also asked the moving company to move his things over overnight.

When Emelia finally came to her senses, she asked Julian in disbelief, "How do you happen to live next door?”

"Don't worry, it wasn't bought yesterday, and it wouldn't have been too late, would it?" Julian confessed. "I had the property right here, next door."

"It must have been a special connection that made us neighbors,’ Julian said slowly, as Emelia's face darkened with frustration

He was clearly teasing her, so Emelia closed the door and shut him out.

What a special connection! It's a bad connection!

At first, Emelia loved the house, but now that Julian was her new neighbor, all of her joy of moving to a new house had vanished. If she had known that, she might as well not have moved.

She had lived in a run-of-the-mill old apartment, while Julian lived in a luxury mansion on the beach. They were so far apart that Julian had to drive half an hour to get to her.

Well, now they live next door, and if he's trying to find her, it's just a matter of a few steps.

As soon as Emelia got home, Julian texted her on her cell phone, Let's have dinner tonight to celebrate the fact that we've all moved into our new home.

Emelia gritted her teeth and replied, sorry, not available.

She was thinking of having Nina and Maisie over for dinner tonight, to celebrate her moving into her new house, but now she's not in the mood to celebrate, she wants to move out!

Emelia throws herself into bed weakly, holding her phone, talking to Nina, and laments that she and Julian have become neighbors.

Nina laughs on the phone. "Oh, my God, what is so special about you two?"

"Emelia,’ said Nina, "I think you should just go with Julian. Make up with him. You See, Mr. and Mrs. Longerich have been picking and choosing a house for you but sending you right to Julian's next door. I don't know what to say.

It's fate!"

Emelia’s head hurt. "What kind of fate is that? When did you become so superstitious? It's just being a neighbor. He can't do anything to me."

When Nina said something about getting back together with Julian, Emelia suddenly calmed down.

He's just a neighbor. What's she got to be upset about?

Emelia's voice just died down, and then she heard a voice from outside the balcony as if someone had called out to her.

She went outside, and it was Julian calling from the balcony next door.

Emelia almost fainted when she looked at the distance between them.

Because it was a townhouse, the bedroom balconies were very close, only a few meters away from each other.

Emelia also thought about sitting on the balcony at night and looking at the Moon and enjoying the moonlight, but now her hopes had been dashed.

Imagine this, she sat on the balcony turned around to see Julian next door, would she still be able to enjoy the moonlight?

Emelia was annoyed, “What are you doing?”

Julian put his hands on the balcony railing and said nonchalantly, "It's nothing. Just see if you can hear me."

He said matter-of-factly, "We don't have to communicate by phone now; we could just go to the balcony and talk to each other."

Julian's current state of mind is that he’s finally free of the fear of being blocked by her.

"You're nuts," Emelia said, she threw this at him and turned back to the house with the phone in her hand.

She was still on the phone with Nina, who heard everything they were saying, and she burst out laughing. "At this moment, I really want to run to Julian and say loudly, Dude, this is karma?"

“No, you mustn't,” said Emelia, urging Nina to be reasonable. "He's a big shot in film and television. Don't offend him.”

"All right,” Nina Sighed. “For the sake of my money, I'm going to calm down."

After speaking with Nina, Emelia suddenly remembered something very important. She quickly dialed Julian's phone again.

Julian hung up, then texted her back, We're so close; you can come to my house if you want to talk.

There's no need to call.

He did that on purpose, didn't he?

She doesn't want to go to his house, okay?

But Emelia was in a hurry to find him, so she put on a coat and changed her shoes and went next door.

When the door opened, Julian came out with a towel tied around his waist, and Emelia, angry and irritated, quickly looked away.

He's got some nerve.

Julian explained to him innocently, “I just took off my clothes to take a shower."

Emelia's not going to believe him!

She looked away and hurried to say, “about us being neighbors, I hope you can temporarily keep it a secret for me.”

Emelia didn't know what was going on, but she had a gut feeling that Julian was going to reveal it to Vincent, to piss him off.

Of course, she didn't want Vincent to get angry. Vincent had a lot of opinions about Julian, and he would feel guilty if he knew that the house he had chosen was next door to Julian's.

Emelia didn't want Vincent to feel this way, so she had to come over and tell Julian.

After Emelia said this, Julian was silent for a moment, and then began to complain, "Emelia is that your way of asking for things?"

"What's the matter?" Emelia looked up at him but quickly looked away again.

There was a height difference between the two of them, and when Emelia looked up; the first thing she saw was the man's firm Pecs. Could she not look away?

Julian said, "How can I feel your sincerity when you don't even look at me?"

Emelia was furious.

If he was dressed up, would she not look at him?

He's forcing her to look at his... body!

Exasperated, she took a step back, put her arms around her waist, and with a defiant glance across Julian’s body, added, "Nice figure, Mr. Hughes."

"Do you have an eight-pack? Let me count it—*

He thought he was the only one who could tease? So Could She.

We shall see who can't take it .