Julian didn’t even give her any time to think, he went up to her to help her up after the phone call and said, “Let’s go home.”
Sadie tried to push him away. She had a bleak expression on her face as she said, “Please watch where you are touching, don’t take advantage of me.”
“Watch where I’m touching you say?” There was a concealed look of amusement in Julian’s eyes, he darkened his expression and said intimidatingly, “Are you coming or not?”
Sadie felt frightened seeing his angry face, her nerves were set on edge and she felt a shiver down her spine.
How could she forget that Julian’s nickname in the business world was the lord of death? Nothing benefits her to go head-to-head with him.
She paused briefly and decided to keep her temper in check. She tried to be obedient and she grabbed his arm to sit up.
Libby had no proof of what she said, and it was the solid truth and fact that Dean Esme was always nice to her.
Even if…even if she were nice to Sadie just for the money, she would still be grateful to her.
Julian bend over and pressed his forehead against hers to check her temperature. He then carried her princess-style after confirming that her fever had gone down.
“What are you doing…” Sadie squealed with her heart in her throat.
“Carrying you.” Julian looked down and saw that Sadie’s face had turned bright red. There was a hint of delight in his eyes, “I told you already, practice makes perfect.”
She actually blushed, would she actually kill him out of embarrassment if she knew what they were going to do tonight?
Julian got out of the car first when they arrived at ZSB Garden. He waited for her to get out of the car herself, he then held her hand and walked into the living room together with her unhurriedly.
The living room looked different than in the morning, it became an actual living space again. The decorations were all packed away.
Sadie was feeling dizzy as she walked up the stairs with Julian. Someone brought clothes to the room and Sadie realized that the clothes were all for her.
She looked at the clothes tags and remembered that someone changed her clothes for her in the hospital earlier today. She frowned, “Where are my usual clothing?”
“Thrown away. Wear the clothes I buy you from now on,” answered Julian as if it was the most natural thing to say. He turned his head and ordered the servants to put the clothes into the cupboard.
Sadie wanted to ask him who changed her clothes, but she stopped herself from asking because she was worried that he was the one that changed her clothes. She then fell into a deep silence.
She sat down on the window seat, her head was throbbing. She flipped open a book that was lying around the area and she started to yawn.
She took some flu pills after leaving the hospital, the doziness was inevitable.
Some time had passed, and her shoulder suddenly sank, she could smell the clean scent coming from Julian. She quickly woke up and said, “Mr. Mccarthy?”
“Call me Julian.” Julian raised his hand and softly touched her collarbone. He pressed down slightly with his rough fingers and slowly increased his pressure while going over the scar on the birthmark repeatedly.
Sadie sat up straight and held her breath, sweat started to form on her forehead.
The expression in his eyes was so savage that she thought he might suddenly strangle her to death viciously.
“I’ll bring you to the tattoo parlour again, we’ll cover this up,” said Julian emotionlessly as he pressed his lips together. “Other than that, you don’t have other moles or scars on your body. I checked this evening.”
He was always protective of her. As long as he was home, he would go get her from kindergarten. He never asked someone else to look after her for him, he was also the one to bring her out to play.
But Sadie’s eyes were wide opened after hearing what he said, she looked shocked, “You…what did you check in the evening?!”
He was indeed the one that changed her clothes, this pervert!
Julian was amused by her expression, he unintentionally inched closer to her and his face was now very close to hers. His deep dark eyes were beaming, “I was checking if you had any other scars on your body.”
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