Love You Like I Used To Forget It (Millie Bridge) novel Chapter 424

Chapter 424

“Dad, what’s going on? Why did you come here with William?” Julienne asked,

Even though she hadn’t said anything yet, Henry already knew what she was worried about. He sighed and said, “Don’t ever ask. Just thinking about it leaves a knot in my stomach ”

Her lips twitched, and she couldn’t help but complain, “Dad, are you trying to get me killed?”

“Don’t worry, I’ll talk to him. I won’t let anything happen to you,” he assured her. Regardless of the kind of man he was, he genuinely wanted to protect Julianne. He would always put her safely above everything else.

She wanted to tell him that talking to William wouldn’t help. He was too unpredictable and temperamental. Even if he promised to let her off the hook, there was no guarantee he wouldn’t go back on his words.

But then, she thought of a perfect solution. Leaning in close to his ear, she whispered, “Dad, talking to William is pointless. If we want real freedom, the only way is to get rid of him for good.

“You have so many colorless and tasteless poisons that can kill instantly. You can just use one the next time you meet him!

“He’s so occupied with Ava’s illness that he won’t lay a hand on you. If you succeed, we’ll both be free. If you fail, he still won’t hurt you.”

Henry’s only thought was to protect Julianne, but she didn’t care about his life at all. She didn’t hesitate to use him as her pawn.

If he did as told, she didn’t have to risk anything and still got what she wanted.

Hearing that, Henry turned to stare at her in disbelief. For a moment, he didn’t even know how to describe what he was feeling

I returned home after William left. I walked to the window in my bedroom and stared outside, waiting for Irvin to show up.

With the influence he now wielded, he would soon realize I was back and come over.

Since he was helping, I wasn’t sure how I should explain everything to him later. Although that night had turned into a mess, I stuck with my initial decision after much internal struggle.

We had been in love for so many years. God knows how many times we’d slept together. Nothing would change if we did it once

more.

I wasn’t going to let myself spiral back into pain and agony because of this. When I said it was the last chance, I meant it. However, thinking about how he might cling to me even more obsessively after what happened gave me a headache.

I assumed that, after everything and after I disappeared for more than a month, he would rush over the moment he found out I was back. So I waited at the window, thinking about how I would explain where I stood.

But he never came.