Seriously, How Did He Win My Heart

Chapter 166 The Lost Julian

Just as Arthur was about to get up and run away, someone had already taken the lead and walked out.

That person was Julian.

Arthur quickly ran out, gritting his teeth and warning Ezra, "Ezra, wait and see. You'd better not fall in

love with any woman, or you will see how I and Julian will torture you!"

Neither Arthur nor Julian was a playboy. It was almost a torment for them to get along with such a

group of women.

One who really kept his integrity would only care about the woman he loved and didn't even bother to

entertain other women outside.

After Arthur finished speaking, he rushed out. Behind them, Ezra was laughing gloatingly.

However, after laughing, he waved his hand and dismissed the women. He got up lazily and walked out

of the private room.

Julian and Arthur were smoking outside the club. Ezra walked over cautiously and leaned against the

eaves of the nearby corridor. He looked at Julian and said, "It's not easy to go through it. Why don't you © 2024 Nôv/el/Dram/a.Org.

put it down?"

Julian rolled his eyes at him.

If he could put it down, why did he have to suffer so much?

He suddenly understood why Emelia could bear his cold gaze and his frequent humiliations, and still

wanted to marry him. She must have suffered so much in her heart.

She must have hoped that he could take one more look at her and that his heart would belong to her.

She must have hoped that she could live a happy life with him for a long time. It would be best if she

could have children and been with him forever.

At this moment, he was feeling what she had felt back then.

How did she let go of her obsession later?

Thinking of this, endless regret welled up in Julian's heart. She must have been hurt by him...

Ezra noticed that he kept silent for a while, so he took the initiative to say, "I have a suggestion."

Only then did Julian look up at him. His expression didn't seem to change at all, but in fact, he seemed

to have hidden a fire in his heart, eagerly hoping that Ezra could provide him with a good suggestion.

Ezra said, "Didn't you think that she was playing hard-to-get? You can do the same. You can pretend

that you've given up on her and then date other women to provoke her. Maybe she would be anxious

when she sees that you were really going to be with another woman, so she'll rush back and promise

to be with you again."

Julian said without thinking, "No, I didn't give up on her."

It was impossible to give up on her for the rest of his life.

Ezra was extremely depressed. "Please pay attention to the question, okay? I'm saying that you

'pretend' to give her up."

Julian decisively denied his words, "I can't pretend to do that."

Ezra paused for a moment, then spread out his hands and said, "Then there's no way for this

conversation to continue."

Without saying a word, Julian took a deep puff.

Arthur raised his hand and said, "I also have a suggestion."

Julian and Ezra looked at him together. Arthur felt a little stressed when he was looked at by them.

He cleared his throat and said to Julian, "Why don't you pretend to be injured and lose your memory?

Your memory goes as far as when she and you were still husband and wife. And then we can make

some arrangements to boost your relationship in our hospital. When the time comes, she will definitely

fall in love with you again."

Before Julian could say anything, Ezra was the first to object. "You've watched too many dramatic

dramas, haven't you? After all, you're a doctor. How can you make such an unreasonable proposal?"

Arthur defended himself. "Technically, it's possible that one's memory only remains in a certain stage,

although the probability is very small."

Just as Ezra was about to say something, Julian put out his cigarette and said lightly, "This idea is

feasible."

Ezra was speechless.

Fuck, was Julian crazy? How could he pretend to lose his memory?

This was too embarrassing!

Julian pressed the cigarette butt on the trash can and walked away. Arthur grabbed him and said

nervously, "Are you going to the road now and get hurt by a car accident?"

Julian glanced at him angrily, gritted his teeth and said, "I haven't reached the end of my life yet!"

The implication was that even if he pretended to lose his memory, it was not now.

Arthur let go of him. "You scared me to death. If you do this now, I haven't been mentally prepared yet."

Julian strode towards his car. Ezra sighed, "Love is really freaking poisonous. To be able to make such

a proud person bend his knees."

"What are you trying to do? Are you pretending to lose your memory?"

Arthur rolled his eyes at Ezra and said, "You're a fool, so you won't understand."

"If you understand one day, I'm afraid you will be more miserable than him." Arthur left with these

words, leaving Ezra standing still and shrugged helplessly.

What was love? He didn't know because he had never loved anyone.

Originally, Emelia didn't know that Viggo had returned to Riverside City. In the evening, she received a

call from him. His tone was very weak on the phone. "Emelia, I'm back. I planned to go to your place,

but I seem to be sick now."

Emelia hurriedly asked with concern, "What's wrong?"

Viggo coughed a few times and said, "I have a fever. Maybe I have been too tired recently..."

Hearing that Viggo had a fever, Emelia was very anxious. "I'll go and see you."

As she spoke, she got up to find clothes. He needed someone to watch over him.

"Thank you..."Viggo seemed to be really weak. Emelia had said that she would come to see him, which

made him let out a long sigh of relief. He felt that he was going to faint in the next second.

However, he still opened his mouth again with difficulty. "Bring Mimi here as well. If you are not at

home, I'm afraid she will bully Fluffball."

Emelia didn't know what to say. Viggo was badly ill, but he still worried about his cat.

In fact, his sister did not bully Fluffball at all these days. She was just like its owner.

However, she felt that Viggo must be missing his cat very much, so she agreed and hung up the

phone. After putting on her clothes, she set off with the cat. Before leaving, she also took a pile of

drugs that might be useful, such as anti-inflammatory drugs.

Emelia didn't expect to be photographed, but fortunately, she was well armed. The media only took

pictures of her back and face.

After entering Viggo's house, Emelia was busy taking care of him. She first helped him take medicines.

When she knew he had eaten anything, she quickly cooked a pot of porridge for him, so that he could

eat at any time after the fever subsided.

After all these were done, it was almost midnight.

Emelia looked at the time and found that it was almost eleven o'clock. She wanted to leave, but Viggo

was still in fever and sleeping, so she had to stay for looking after him.