28 Chapter 28: What Did You Just Say

In the group chat.

[Maureen @Julia: What do you mean? Why are you commenting on that? ]

[Julia: Praise you for acting. ]

[Maureen: I didn't mean to say that. Don't be so stingy. ]

[Julia: I didn't do it on purpose. If I knew that the netizens would attack you, I would have done it myself.]

[Maureen: .....!]

[Shawn @Julia: You are great, making such a surprise while we were asleep, amazing! ]

[Julia: Not bad.]

[Shawn: I'll protect you in the future! Remember to call me whenever you encounter a sad matter.]

[Julia: It's better to transfer a huge sum of money. ]

Shawn recalled a message.

[Julia: ...]

Julia thought that the actions of foreign netizens were also due to the uploader of the video. She opened the dialog box and thanked Mark.

Very quickly, Mark replied.

[Mark: Julia, it's not me. The original was copied by the time I went over. I don't know who it was. I'm sorry I couldn't help you. ]

[Julia: No, you helped me a lot. Thank you. ]

Now that the crisis had been resolved, she could not return home for the time being. The address was exposed, so she could only change place again.

Lily was already making arrangements, so it would be great if she made more trouble at her ex— future husband's house. Of course, Lily wanted her to be single again. If she was found out to be married, it would be a terrible.

Julia went downstairs to take a look when she had nothing else to do. She felt that his home really empty. The servants only came to prepare the dishes through Jeffrey's instructions and disappeared after they finished.

She knew that he liked silence. In the past, he disliked her for being too noisy, and he even didn't want to go home. Afterwards, she angrily moved out, and the intersection between them was limited to her going to find him.

Think about what kind of couple they were. They had been married for a year and a half, and the total amount of time they had spent together was less than a week. She went downstairs to see that the servant hadn't come, which meant that he wouldn't be back for dinner tonight.

Indeed, in his eyes, she wasn't even a human being.

No food for her.

Beast.

She went to the kitchen to see what dishes were available. There were quite a variety of food in the refrigerator. She took the tomatoes and eggs and made a bowl of noodles for herself.

Simple and easy.

She placed the bowl on the dining table, pulled up the chair and prepared to eat. Right at the moment, a light sound of the door opening sounded. She looked up and saw Ford enter.

After the man changed his shoes, he brought over the food box that he had just placed on the cabinet and placed it in front of her.

She was a little surprised, "For me?"

He stared at her noodles in daze. After a while, he nodded and said 'yes'. She opened and there were steamed pork, fried beef, tofu, soup and a bowl of rice.

She was so hungry.

She directly pushed the noodles aside and prepared to throw it later. It would be a waste if so many delicacies were not eaten. Just as she was about to enjoy, he pulled his chair and sat down. She moved the dishes in front of her and looked at him vigilantly, "Have you not eaten yet?"

The implication was obvious.

The food was all hers.

He pulled the noodles in front of him and said, "I'll eat this."

"..."

She watched in astonishment as he picked up the chopsticks and began to eat the noodles. When he took his first bite, his expression paused. It was indescribable, as if he had eaten something strange, and his brows furrowed.

She was puzzled.

It couldn't be...

She was confident in her cooking. Everyone praised it.

It definitely wouldn't be so hard to swallow. Because she wouldn't treat her stomach badly.

"Is it bad?" She asked nervously.

He looked at her with an profound expression. She immediately picked up her chopsticks and took a bite of each dish.

Afterwards, she proudly said, "I've already eaten all. Don't even think about exchanging it with me."

This person was so obsessive about cleanliness that he wouldn't eat what she had eaten.

Ford stared at her appearance of protecting food and found it funny. His mouth was filled with a familiar and reminiscent taste. It was as if he had verified the thoughts in his heart.

"Delicious, very delicious," he said hoarsely.

...

Although she was good at cooking, it could not compare to the food that he brought back.

She had just tasted that soup. It could be said that it was for a Queen.

It tasted so good that she wanted to roar, 'It's great to be rich!'

Therefore, she had reason to suspect that he had tried too much good food and his sense of taste was out of control.

Ignoring her surprise, he took a bite after a bite, as if he was enjoying some delicious food from the mortal world. Julia suddenly felt that this was a good time for her divorce plan. After all, he was too busy. Even if he lived at home, it would not be easy to see him.

So.....

Seized every opportunity to disgust this man.

So she could get what she wanted as soon as possible. She smiled evily and said sweetly.

"Darling …"

His hand holding the chopsticks suddenly stopped.

She was happy in her heart. He was affected. This title was when they had just received their certificates, and she, who was extremely excited, couldn't wait to call him 'Darling'.

At that time, the man only looked at her and chuckled. Then, he left her alone at the entrance.

Later on, she tactfully never called him that again.

So, he must hate it.

Hearing it from her.

She was extremely excited about her verification and worked even harder, "Darling, if you like, I'll cook for you every day. My boyfriend also likes my cooking."

If 'darling' is a single blow, then she has to output double.

His expression was cool and the invisible pressure made her unable to breathe. He narrowed his eyes and looked at her with a meaningful expression, "What did you just say?"

Her tongue started to knot again, instantly becoming afraid. "If you like, I'll cook it for you every day..." she repeated trembling.

That might sound good.

The man still looked at her indifferently, "Not this."

She stuttered and squeezed out, "Boyfriend... likes... my cooking."

His gaze was calm, "No."

Is he teasing her?

What else did she say?

Suddenly, she thought of something. She probed and said, "Darling?"

His handsome face suddenly approached, with his fingertips touching her round earlobes. His posture was unknowingly sexy and seductive, "Good girl."

She was stunned.