Chapter 248: Chapter 248

Paige Sterling looked at Julian Hawthorne and finally understood why he had been acting so oddly.

"Do you actually believe the nonsense he’s saying?"

"I don’t believe it, but you haven’t given me an explanation either."

"Because I didn’t take this kind of thing seriously at all," Paige said. "Besides, who would think you’d run into someone while just eating noodles?"

Julian Hawthorne’s expression was indifferent, seemingly unconcerned, "It means you two are meant to be."

Paige noticed his sarcasm, her eyes rolled, "Yeah, we do have some fate. I suddenly realized now that I can’t forget him at all. He is forever the man I love most in my heart..."

Julian Hawthorne’s expression immediately changed, veins popped up on his forehead, but he kept holding back. Thɪs chapter is updated by 𝗻𝗼𝘃𝗲𝗹·𝑓𝑖𝑟𝑒·𝗇𝗲𝘁

"You said the one you love most is me!"

He grabbed Paige’s shoulders, "If you dare not forget him, I’ll chop him up!"

Paige’s mouth twitched, "I thought you were hoping to hear these words?"

Julian Hawthorne glared at her, "You clearly know what I want to hear!"

Yet she was deliberately provoking him.

Saying this, Paige rolled over to the other side, refusing to say what Julian wanted to hear.

It was just too mushy; she wouldn’t say it.

Julian Hawthorne stared at her back for a while, got out of bed, and left the room.

Paige couldn’t help but feel hungry, so usually, she’d have a bowl of noodles in the evening.

Julian went to make noodles for her.

Seeing how mad he was, Paige felt guilty. She thought she’d say whatever Julian wanted to hear once she’d finished eating and snuggled under the covers.

However, after taking the first bite, Paige realized she was mistaken.

Julian, that vengeful bastard, had put loads of vinegar in the noodles.

Paige felt her cheeks go numb from the sourness, "Julian Hawthorne, you did this on purpose!"

Paige glared at him several times but ultimately resigned herself to crawling over to apologize to him.

"Dearest Mr. Hawthorne, I know I was wrong. Everything I said earlier was out of anger. The man I love most in my heart is always you. I solemnly promise I won’t say such things to annoy you anymore. Can you stop making my food so sour?"

Whenever he’s angry, just a little sweetness from Paige can instantly dissipate Julian’s temper.

This time was no different; Julian simply has no temper when dealing with her.

He looked down at Paige, who was snuggled up to him, "I’ll make you another bowl."

He actually made two bowls from the start, deliberately giving her the sour one.

When Julian brought in the second bowl of noodles, Paige was hesitant to eat.

The feeling of sourness that made her cheeks numb was truly terrifying.

Julian saw her expression akin to imagining facing an execution and took a bite himself first, "See, it’s not sour."

Only then did Paige breathe a sigh of relief and gave Julian a peck.

Julian’s body stiffened.

Even after being married for so long, Paige usually called him Mr. Hawthorne, rarely calling him hubby.

Whenever she did, it was because he compelled her to say it in bed.

"Call me hubby again?"

Paige, "Mr. Hawthorne."

Julian, "Call me hubby."

Paige refused to call him that, leading Julian to persistently pester her.

Until Paige couldn’t sleep from the pestering, she eventually called him hubby again.

Julian finally felt satisfied.

The next morning, Julian got up to make breakfast. Burt Chambers returned from a jog outside, fiddling with his dumbbells as he headed to the kitchen.

Julian was focused on handling a fish, not noticing Burt.

Burt sneakily tried to steal some of Julian’s prepared food, which Julian noticed.

Startled, Burt dropped the dumbbell, which landed right on Julian’s foot.

Burt, "... Brother-in-law, are you okay?"

Julian, "Look at my expression; does it seem okay?"

Burt was terrified, "What do I do, what do I do, brother-in-law? Let me take you to the hospital..."

He was worried it would render his brother-in-law disabled.

Julian, "Go call Beau to help me."

Julian looked so debilitated he couldn’t even walk.

Burt dreaded facing Paige’s wrath; Julian was only approachable by her, forcing him to go call Paige with great reluctance.

Paige helped Julian to the living room. Upon removing his socks, Julian’s foot appeared swollen.

Burt, "I really didn’t mean to do it, don’t hit me, sis, huh-huh..."

Paige took Julian to the hospital. Fortunately, the doctor said no bones were hurt, and he wouldn’t have any permanent disability.

After administering medicine, the doctor instructed Julian to use a wheelchair for the time being.

Paige pushed Julian into the hospital lobby, then went to line up to get his medicine.

Austin Xavier was coincidentally at the hospital with business, and he had already noticed Paige with Julian earlier. Seeing her busying around for Julian made him so jealous he wanted to tear Julian apart.

Once Paige had gone to fetch the medicine, he approached Julian, "It looks like Mr. Hawthorne is quite injured."

Julian casually glanced at Austin, who smiled, "Mr. Hawthorne, it’s crowded here; why don’t I push you aside."

Julian didn’t resist, letting Austin push him.

"Mr. Hawthorne is quite lucky, getting what many others strive for without effort. But Mr. Hawthorne, just because it’s yours now doesn’t mean it will be in the future, since I doubt Mr. Hawthorne is one to keep guard. Don’t you think so, Mr. Hawthorne?"

Saying it this bluntly, was it possible for Julian to endure?

Austin, the type of man, wouldn’t realize he doesn’t stand a chance until faced with rejection.

At this moment, Austin suddenly pushed the wheelchair heavily to the side.

Yet Julian, seemingly unaware of Austin’s ill intent, neither controlled the wheelchair, ending up as Austin wished, falling to the ground, looking somewhat pathetic.

Austin smiled, feigning apology without sincerity, "Sorry, Mr. Hawthorne, a careless slip of the hand, here, let me help you."

And as Austin pretended to extend a helping hand, someone shoved it away.

Austin looked over, seeing Paige coming back with the medicine.

Paige’s expression was cold as she glanced at him, helping Julian up.

Austin’s expression froze, noticing Julian’s mocking smile.

Subsequently, Julian acted limp, leaning on Paige, soft as if he were boneless, "Beau, I hurt."

Paige, looking worried, "Where does it hurt?"

"Everywhere," Julian was now frail like a rabbit.

Austin’s expression turned sour, thinking Julian was such a cunning man!

Paige settled Julian back in the wheelchair, then turned to face Austin.

Austin, "Paige, I didn’t..."

Trying to feign innocence, pretending he hadn’t pushed Julian.

Yet Paige didn’t give him a chance to speak, directly walking up to shove him against the wall, kneeing him.

The next moment, Austin experienced a pain unbearable for any man.

Austin’s face turned cyanotic, "Paige, you son of a..."

Paige expressionless, "My mom’s long dead. If you wish to converse with her, I wouldn’t mind sending you down."