Seriously, How Did He Win My Heart
Chapter 279 One Hand Is Enough

Emelia hurriedly stepped forward and turned off the fire. She grabbed Julian's hand and placed it under the tap. "Hurry up and splash your hand with cold water."

Julian allowed her to do whatever she wanted and said with regret, "I'm sorry. I'm so useless that I can't even cook a meal."

For some reason, Emelia felt that the way he looked now was... very cheap, but even though she knew that he was pretending, she could not ignore him. She could only comfort him and said, "It's nothing. I was like this when I first learned how to cook."

Julian held her in his arms with his uninjured hand and asked in a low voice, "Have you been burnt before?"

He remembered that she said that she could cook when she was very young, because Oliver's wife, who was her adoptive mother, was in poor health. And she couldn't count on Oliver to cook at all, so she could only take care of her mother on her own.

Emelia smiled sheepishly at him. "No."

She just said that to comfort him, so that he didn't think that he was clumsy. Not everyone was as untalented as him on cooking.

Ever since the first time she cooked, she had never been burnt by oil.

Julian was already over thirty years old, and still he got himself burnt. Emelia really didn't know what to say.

But because of this burn, Emelia withdrew her aloofness towards him. She even helped him apply the ointment and warned him of getting the wound wet.

He had also tasted a meal made by Emelia. Ever since he had divorced her, aside from eating the noodles made by her several times, he hadn't eaten anything cooked by her any more.

Julian tasted the familiar cuisine and secretly felt that his burn was worth it.

However, he soon regretted it.

Julian had calculated Emelia's period and thought that they could be intimate.

In the evening, after taking a shower, Emelia had just come out of the bathroom when she was carried to the bed by Julian.

She knew what he wanted to do, so she raised his hand and pushed him away. "No, no."

Julian frowned slightly. "What's wrong? Hasn't your menstruation passed?"

"Right. But your hand's burnt." Emelia said seriously.

Emelia knew that he had put on a show to stop the cold war between them, but she's also learned to be clever. Although she knew that he had restraind his desire so bad, she had still intentionally used the burn as an excuse so that he wouldn't be able to do what he wanted to.

Julian was anxious, "It's just a small injury, and it doesn't affect me at all." He just had a small blister on my hand. How could it affect his sexual life? Besides, with his physical strength, he could do it with one hand...

"That won't do either. What if you get hurt?" After saying that, Emelia got up and pushed him away. She raised her hand and gently patted him on the face to comfort him. "Be good and bear with it. Let's talk about it when the wound on your hand is completely healed."

Then she quickly got up and left, leaving him in the guest bedroom again.

Julian gritted his teeth and lay on the bed angrily.

How could he survive this long and painful night?

Unwilling to give up, he got up and knocked on the door of Emelia's bedroom. "If you really torture me like this and I get sick, believe it or not, I'll tie you up to the Civil Hall and get married again. You have to be responsible for me!"

Emelia's slow voice seeped into the guest bedroom. "Don't cause trouble for nothing. Don't tell me that men cannot live without women. Besides, don't you have the other hand?"

Julian was almost driven to craze by her words, but she still didn't open the door. He couldn't just break in. In the end, he could only return to his bedroom in anger. The first thing he did when he was alone in the empty room was to call out Arthur in the group chat. "Is there any way to immediately recover from burning?" Arthur replied directly, "No."

However, Arthur asked him, "Didn't you say that you didn't apply ointment on purpose to make the wound heal slower? Why do you suddenly want to recover faster?"

Julian was somewhat speechless. This was all trouble he had caused himself. In order to make Emelia feel sorry for him, he had intentionally not applied any ointment to make his wound heal a bit slower. But who would have thought that now, Emelia used this reason to reject his request!

Ezra said as if he could see through everything, "This is called cleverness may overreach itself."

Julian knew that Ezra could never say anything good, so he put away his mobile phone and ignored it.

He went to the bathroom again to take a shower to stop being angry. When he came back and checked his mobile phone again, he found that they had sent a lot of messages. He thought that they were talking about something important, but they were just discussing the posture that a man could use after his hand was injured.

Julian was even more depressed.

What he lacked now was not the knowledge of sex positions!

What he lacked was women!

What he lacked was Emelia!

He didn't know how to spend the night, and after getting up in the morning, he was not in good spirits.

This kind of hunger and thirst, which he could only watch but could not act, could really drive a man crazy. However, the little woman in the guest bedroom came out lazily and said to him with a smile, "Morning." Julian couldn't hold back his anger. He hugged Emelia in his arms and frantically kissed her.

After the kissing, Emelia pushed him away. "I'm going out to the supermarket later. Isn't Winston coming tomorrow? I'm going to cater for him at home."

Emelia did want to invite Winston to dine outside, but she was currently in the middle of the gossip storm because of Julian's public display of their relationship. If she and Winston were photographed eating outside, her name would definitely be on the hot search again.

In fact, Emelia felt that Winston was not suitable to come to Riverside City to look for her at this time, but she could not ask him not to do that. After all, He had finished his annual leave. How could she be so selfish to ask him not to come?

Therefore, Emelia could only try her best to avoid being photographed outside with him. However, when Julian heard that she was going to cater for Winston at home, he became angry on the spot. "Why?"

To enjoy Emelia's delicious cooking, he even burnt his hand this time, and the meal itself was only simple homemade dishes. If she catered for Winston, she would definitely take out her signature dishes to treat him warmly.

As soon as Julian thought about it, he felt jealous. He didn't want Emelia to do this.

Emelia glared at him angrily. "If it weren't for you made public our relationship, do you think I would be willing to cater for guests at home?"

Julian choked. "Is it my fault?"

He hurriedly stopped her and said: "You can invite him to Ezra's restaurant. I will inform Ezra in advance. The security is tight over there. Ezra will definitely protect us well."

Emelia said, "But we can't go there all the time"

Julian didn't take it seriously. "Why can't we go there all the time? The restaurant is for our service."

"For you, not us." After saying that, Emelia went to pack up her things and got ready to go out.

She wasn't that close to Julian, so she didn't want to bother his friends.

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