Saw Ford With The Woman Again...

Mark let go of her and stood straight up. Originally, he only wanted to tease her, but now he couldn't control himself from getting close to her.

Julia frowned slightly as she found that he had been extremely close to her. If it was anyone else, she would have punched him in the face.

However, it was Mark who was still a child in her mind, making it impossible for her to attack.

Although she still considered him as a kid, Mark seemed to be dangerous at this moment.

She looked at the person in front of her again. In terms of face, he was no different from when he was a child and was still exquisite and youthful. However, his figure forced her to admit that the youth had already grown into a man.

He was tall, like a model who had wide shoulders and a thin waist.

Mark's gaze fell on Julia's pale knuckles. He raised his eyebrows slightly and said with a mixed smile, "Sister, are you nervous?"

It came as a shock to Julia, as she heard he called her elder sister now. It seemed to be extremely ambiguous in such a condition.

"Mark, you can't do this." Not only was she nervous, but she was managing to tell him his action was inappropriate.

She only viewed him as her younger brother.

Mark bent his eyes on her, "Yes, I'll listen to you."

His voice was low and magnetic. His face was bright, exquisite and cold after adjusting his expression.

He looked like a good little brother.

"..." She didn't know how to react to his words.

"Is it alright now?" Mark turned his beaming eyes upon her and asked.

Only then did Julia realize that she had stopped hiccupping. She suddenly knew that he was trying to scare her out of hiccupping.

She finally felt relaxed and couldn't help but complain, "You scared me to death!"

"I'm sorry, I hear from others that this way is useful." Mark smiled slightly. His clear eyes were like gemstones, exquisite and beautiful.

"It's alright," Julia stood up and said, "It's time to go."

As they walked out of the door side by side, they heard a woman spoke with a charming voice at the end of the long and carved corridor.

"President Ainsworth, I am actually not drunk. But I still want to thank you for taking me home. Last time, you also..."

The man stood at the end of the corridor. Julia could only see his back. He was tall in the black suit.

Even so, Julia could recognize him at a glance. She could only see they stood closely from a distance. It was as if they could kiss each other easily. And the woman smiled charmingly as she whispered to the man.

From afar, they looked like an intimate couple.

It was autumn. She wore a sweater but felt cold.

Her intuition told her that Ford wouldn't want to see her on such an occasion. She just needed to bear her duty as a secret wife.

Fortunately, the place they stood was not the only way out. She only wanted to leave quickly.

Fortunately, the place they stood was not the only way out. She only wanted to leave quickly.

However, the more anxious she was, the more problems arose. As she was panicked, she didn't pay attention to the man who was walking towards her while walking out. He rubbed her arm vigorously.

At City Clubhouse, almost all men were wealthy, but women were not. There were many women here who were just mistresses, and they were only brought here to show off by men.

So, the fat man shouted instead of apologizing, "What's going on? Are you blind?"

"I'm sorry." Julia only wanted to leave as soon as possible and didn't want to argue with him so she apologized first.

She wore a smoky gray knitted dress and her seaweed—like hair curled up behind her. She was graceful with her thin waist and great shape.

Although she wore a mask and hat, her eyes were as bright as dazzling jewelry, which were extremely beautiful. The fat man was stunned looking at her when he was about to scold her.

Beside her, Mark was annoyed as his expression changed. He cast a glance at the fat man as he was about to kill him.

"Apologize." He said the word with killing intent making the man frightened.

As a shrewd businessman, the fat man apologized immediately while seeing that Mark wore a watch worth a suite and was obvious someone that he couldn't afford to offend.

Julia casually waved her hand to indicate him leave. Then, she pulled Mark's arm and said, "Let's go."

The little commotion attracted the attention of the man at the end of the corridor. He slowly turned around and looked into the eyes of Julie from afar.

In fact, Julia could not see his expression, and she thought he would be indifferent as before.

Julia wondered that he wouldn't recognize her as she had covered most of her face. She immediately lowered the brim of her hat and pulled Mark's sleeve as she walked towards the door.

At the door, Mark put on his hat and also covered half of his face.

It was a little cold at night as the wind blew. Julia gently pulled her hair back and her neck, which was snow—white and slender, was exposed, giving her a delicate and fragile beauty.

Following her, Mark's eyes became as cold and dark as the night. Then, he took off his khaki trench coat and put it on her from behind. He also tucked her long hair behind her ear.

Her hair gently slid across his palm, making him feel like millions of ants crawling through his heart.

The business car had already waited at the door. Mark opened the door for her. However, before she could get on it, a cold voice came from behind.

"Stop."

Julia was stunned for a while and slowly turned around. The man slowly walked down the stairs and finally stopped two steps away from her. He looked at her deeply and she could not tell his feelings from his eyes.

The atmosphere was terribly silent.

The three of them stood motionless looking at others, as if they were waiting for others to speak first. The air was charged with tension immediately.

Compared to Ford's gloomy expression, Mark smiled slightly and looked in a good mood, "Brother Ford, are you coming to eat too?"

After coming back, Mark didn't meet Ford frequently. Even when he was young, he didn't get along well with other children from aristocratic families.

This was the third time they met since Mark reached adulthood.

Both of them behaved calmly.

Ford didn't look at Mark, and he just stared at Julia.

"Come here." He said slowly in a cold voice.

Julia was furious. It was this kind of order again. She was not a pet that he could flirt with when he was in a good mood and ignored when he was in a bad mood.

In addition, they would soon be strangers who had no relationship at all, so why did she have to tolerate him anymore?

Thinking of this, Julia decided to refuse without a second thought, as she immediately turned around and prepared to get on the car.

Just as she moved, her wrist was forcefully pulled by someone.